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