"Shen Yue!"
"Young Master Shen!"
"Mr. Shen!"
The calls rose and fell; when everyone was being vaporized and decomposed, they couldn't help but call for Shen Yue's help.
Only a scant few people remained: Zhao Ji, Li Bin, Fang La, and Shao Qingyun...
But Shao Qingyun and Li Bin vaporized at the same time...
Fang La drew his sword, pressing the blade against Shen Yue's throat, gritting his teeth, "What's happening?"
Shen Yue felt a strange force permeating through his body, trying to decompose him. At the same time, Shui Qingmeng's voice reached his ears—Shen Yue, they've done a restoration. I understand the principle of restoration.
There was actually a trace of excitement in Shui Qingmeng's voice.
But after this sentence, Shui Qingmeng's side became silent.
Shen Yue stared into Fang La's eyes and could still say in a deep voice, "Poluozhajieluopoye!"
"What?" Fang La cried urgently, as he saw Shao Qingyun also decompose.
