Chương 917: No One Will Hurt You Anymore

The moment the words left his mouth, Yan Qingsi, who had been lying still, suddenly sat upright like a reanimated corpse. She was wildly clawing at her throat. She gasped desperately; her face was pale, and her eyes were full of terror.

 "Qingsi, what happened?"

 Yan Qingsi continued to gasp for a while. She touched her forehead. A coat of cold sweat stained her palm. "I'm still alive…" she muttered, "what a wonderful feeling!"

 Yan Qingsi had been dreaming, and in her dream, she was back in the water. It was icy cold and pitch black. That murderer practically melded into the darkness; formless, as though he was a shadow that took whatever shape that was necessary. She could not escape, she could not hide. In the end, something slipped around her neck and strangled her.

 She had thought that she was strong enough to take on any abuse and stress. She thought she would not have much trauma from that incident under the water.