C397 The Tide Has Dropped
All that was left on the grass was a clump of foam.
Nangong Wentian quickly dissipated like dust.
A shiver went through me.
It was as if he had never appeared.
A stream of heat flowed out from his chest and spurted out a scarlet red liquid from his wound!
Then came the piercing pain — even though the heart was no longer there.
My body felt as if it were being twisted into a ball
