1544 Mounted Gun

Dark Thunder was still in the middle of his Back Throw. With his body bent, he fell into the lava along with Dancing Rain. The fiery-red lava rippled across the hazy ash.

Lin Jingyan's heart fell together with Dark Thunder.

Coincidence? Luck?

Of course not. The density of the ash in this area had to be much higher than in other areas to hide the lava like this. It was a smokescreen that Su Mucheng had intentionally set up. 　

It was a set up.

Everything was a set up.

The continuous attacks had been to hide her and to bait him to come over. The instinctive pause in her attacks and her haste to cover up her mistake had been an act. Everything had to been to lure Lin Jingyan into this trap.　　

Lava, lava again.　　

It was obvious that the lava dealt a lot of damage and shouldn't be touched, yet everyone who had participated in this group arena had fallen into it. Lin Jingyan felt like couldn't show his face.