Mo Yan's eyes.
It was that terrifying.
Scarlet filled his eyes.
No one could see what he was thinking right now.
In his eyes, even the last trace of warmth disappeared with the sound of Zhao Shuning's bone whistle.
Mo Yan's hands.
He suddenly placed them on the circle of light.
Her other hand.
From his bosom.
He took out a black stone.
That stone.
It clearly didn't have any luster.
But it looked so strange.
No one dared to approach.
It was as if the moment one got close, one's consciousness would be sucked away by that thing. It made people feel as if they could not help but sink when they looked at it.
"This rock..."
Luo Qiu muttered.
Zhao Shuning looked at Luo Qiu doubtfully.
Luo Qiu hurriedly said, "I seem to have seen this stone before."