Very Good, You Lied To Me Again

Xing Chen did not expect Huanhuan to dare to jump onto him alone. He could not help but be stunned.

By the time he reacted, Huanhuan had already climbed onto his chest.

When he looked down at her, she happened to look up at him too and smile at him.

Her smile was bright, like sunlight cutting through the night. It was filled with warmth and hope.

Xing Chen was involuntarily attracted to her smile.

He was like a moth to a flame. Even though he knew there was no hope, he would still pounce on the flames uncontrollably, even if he would end up getting burned to ashes.

He raised his hand to her cheek. "Little Huan, are you back?"

"Sorry."

Huanhuan said the word while thinking to herself, 'I'm sorry, but I have to kill you for Xue Ling.'

Catching Xing Chen off guard, she stabbed the bone knife into his right chest!

Black blood splattered.

All the Soul-Devouring Vines instantly stopped growing.