C90 Empathic

A cloud of black smoke hung around me, clutching my wrist.

I was a little flustered. It took me a while to recognize that the person in front of me was Luanyang. He had taken human form, and there was a trace of coldness on his face.

Looking at his appearance, I shuddered for no reason and winced in fear. However, I felt a great pain in my neck, as if someone was tightly grabbing onto me. Then