C425 Don't Touch Her

Meng Yifan struggled, but the red and black flames in the mirror only grew stronger.

"Looks like you've forgotten the pain once the wound healed!"

The voice spoke again, low and resentful, as if it came from the depths of hell.

"Ah... ah..."

Meng Yifan clutched his throat, trying to make a sound, but all that came out was the rasp of air against his vocal cords. He was in agony