Evil Intent

"Don't misunderstand." Ling Han waved his hand dismissively, "Look at your own neck first."

Prosperous Heaven condensed an ice mirror, and as her eyes swept over it, her pretty face couldn't help but pale.

This marks must have come from someone strangling her, but she was completely unaware of it, which naturally made her feel shocked.

Ling Han was also apprehensive. This woman was the Holy Daughter of the Buddhist Race, and her abilities were definitely out of the ordinary. In fact, she had even grasped the complete Six Characters Bright King Curse, yet she had actually been silently strangled by a "ghost". This was too inconceivable.

He turned around and looked towards the great hall, wanting to know how Kang Xinghai was doing.

He was naturally not worried, but merely curious.

"On your back!" Prosperous Heaven suddenly exclaimed, her tone carrying a chill.

Could it be?