There was a muffled pop.
Blood flowed between his fingers.
Coupled with his ghostly handsome face and the white moon behind him, the scene looked especially strange.
Huanhuan was about to cry.
But she didn't dare argue with him. "Go," she begged carefully. "I'm sick. I want to rest."
Xing Chen saw that she did not look happy. "Why are you sick? Did that spider witch hurt you?"
"I'm not hurt. I caught a cold from fatigue."
"I heard you talking to Murphy just now. Did you voluntarily go to the spider forest to save Murphy?" A dangerous look appeared in Xing Chen's eyes. If she answered yes, he would immediately kill Murphy!
For a woman to put herself in danger for a man, she must have deep feelings for him.
Xing Chen couldn't tolerate this.
Huanhuan didn't know what he was thinking. She told him the truth. "I was forced to go to the spider forest by the Elven Queen. I didn't actually want to go there."