The group was dumbfounded, unclear about what was happening now.
"Ah Li?!"
Ji Wanwan just felt heartache, tears falling heavily.
The next second, the girl curled up on the ground suddenly lifted her head and opened her eyes.
These were eyes Ji Wanwan had never seen in her two lifetimes.
The eyes of the girl, once lively as black grapes, now shattered into fiery red glass, blossoming with brilliant light in the dark night, ethereal and hauntingly beautiful beyond description...
She slowly stood up from the ground, her calm gaze sweeping over everyone present.
Her face was still the familiar Xia Li everyone knew, but her expression was so cold, cold as if she were looking at a group of insignificant ants.
This appearance was clearly different from those of low-level zombies.
Ji Xing and Xu Siming's muscles tensed, already on guard. If Xia Li were to lash out and harm someone, they would immediately retreat with Ji Wanwan and Qi Hao.
"Ah Li?"
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