C1998

Chapter 1998 - Tension

Rays of silver-white halo overflowed from Er Er's fingertip and continued to cover his elegant face.

Qing Ya only felt a continuous stream of cool air sprinkling on her eyes. It was extremely comfortable and icy cold.

She gently put down her young and tender hands, and Er Er's melodious voice rang out: "It's done."

Silence!

Her elegant hands clenched into fists