Song Yanqing walked to Ferdinand and the others.
Ferdinand and Lois looked at Song Yanqing who was walking in with some shock.
Lois seemed to be able to recognize him vaguely, and his pupils shrank as soon as he saw him.
And Ferdinand was a little confused.
He seemed to feel a familiar aura from this man...
Just familiarity.
Obviously I have never seen this man.
However, he could see that this was a very excellent man, and he seemed to have a close relationship with the girl in the room.
Song Yanqing just glanced at Ferdinand up and down, as if he was scanning a less important person, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It's interesting."
I don't know what his words meant.
Shi Canyun's eyes were red: "You...you are formation masters!"
He had already realized what Song Yanqing was going to do.
However, he couldn't move at this time, and even said something was a bit reluctant.
No one answered him, and Song Yanqing did not look at Shi Canyun, his pupils were locked on Ferdinand.
The dark eyes were so mysterious and deep, as if in the deepest part was a whirlwind of storm, something was spinning.
Ferdinand wanted to say something, but found that his mind was a little distracted.
Reason told him that the situation was wrong, but he just couldn't control it. Many things flashed through his mind, just like he was uncontrollably passing through all the things he had done since he was a child, and there were some very messy voices in his mind.
The voice was faintly tempting, and he was uncontrollable, but he didn't understand.
I also felt something was gradually getting away from me.
In the room thousands of miles away, Bernie felt a powerful force of pressure that made him unable to breathe.
He was seriously injured and could no longer resist. He was suppressed by this force and vomited a mouthful of blood again.
He knew that he couldn't hold on anymore and had no choice.
His dry fingers grabbed the ground hard, but there was no trace left.
He no longer has any strength.
On the old, rotten cheek and the remaining preserved flesh, a tear appeared: "Lois... sorry..."
Similarly, on Lois in the hotel, two lines of tears suddenly shed on his perfect face,
Ferdinand began to frown, he felt bad movements, his breathing began to rush, and his fingers subconsciously covered his heart.
On the contrary, Song Yanqing standing in front of him did not seem to have changed drastically, but something seemed to be changing subtly.
The sickly aura he once had was gradually dissipating, and the black air that had not yet dissipated was flowing to Qiao Jin's fingertips in strides.
He became calmer and his gentle and cold temperament became more mysterious and ethereal, just like a noble young man walking out of the scroll, with moving glory.
He became more quiet and mysterious.
But the smile on the corners of his lips was still so gentle, and corresponding to this was Ferdinand's sudden loss of bloody face.
He could hardly control himself, and felt that he was having difficulty breathing, and fell to the ground.
"Ferdinand!".
Chapter completed!