In the night sky that was covered by nine-colored flames, a faint voice that sounded like it rose from hell descended from the sky with a cold aura and heavy pressure!
"How dare you attack her? I'll destroy your soul!"
This voice was so soft that it floated over like a feather. However, when it landed in people's ears, it was as if a bomb had been set off by their ears, making them dizzy. It was as if their souls were tied up by a rope, and their entire bodies were not controlled by their consciousness. They were like puppets on strings. Without anyone controlling them to move, they could only stiffen and not move.
Only Beiting Huang seemed to be immune to that voice. She was too familiar with this voice, which came at the right time. She didn't know how he knew that she was in danger. Even if she and Ming joined forces, they might not be able to resolve the crisis. Just now, before she attacked, she even asked in her heart, "Ye, if I die again, will you still wait for me?"
