Fallen Angel
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
The feeling of being covered by Black Mist was extremely unpleasant.
It was like being immersed in cold water while countless bugs crawled all over the body.
Lu Ming was not afraid of pain, but he was indeed afraid of itching.
This made Lu Ming very uncomfortable.
But soon, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared.
Because as the black mist covered Lu Ming's entire body, it stripped Lu Ming of all his senses…
…..
As if sinking into complete darkness.
No sight, no hearing, not even touch.
Even Lu Ming's consciousness gradually became blurry…
It was unknown how much time had passed.
It was not until a certain moment that Lu Ming felt his body having pins and needles, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Beside him, the three girls moaned over and over again, but Lu Ming ignored their state.