บท 236: The Wounded Teammate

Although he knew that the voice was an illusion, Lin Ran still tugged at the rope at his waist out of caution. "Deputy Commander Shen? Are you still there?"

"We're tied together now. Where else can I go?"

Shen Rulin's voice came from behind him. Lin Ran heaved a sigh of relief, but he felt a little strange.

At this moment, the distance between the two of them was only about 20 feet. Logically speaking, they could see each other, but when Lin Ran looked behind him, there was only a blurry black fog.

Recalling what he had just experienced, Lin Ran looked in the direction of the voice on the right. There was indeed a blurry white figure slowly moving.

Clang—

The Yin-Yang Sword slashed out a cold light. The sword energy stirred the black fog and split the white figure into two. Almost at the same time, Lin Ran saw Shen Rulin appear from the corner of his eye.

As if hearing Lin Ran draw his sword, Shen Rulin asked softly, "What happened?"