Demon-Pattern Treasure Fruit (2)

Hua Ling swallowed. Had she been possessed?

She turned around and saw that Niu Jing had long been drowned by a large patch of Dark Shadow Skins. Judging from the blood at the corner of his mouth, he had clearly been sent flying back and landed in a large group of Dark Shadow Skin!

Who was it? Or was it something in the dark?

"Sister Hua Ling!"

At this moment, a shout attracted Hua Ling's attention. "Little Fish!"

Cheng Yu'er stuck her head out of a room on the second floor and waved at Hua Ling. "Sister Hua Ling!"

Hua Ling was stunned for a moment. Without hesitation, she quickly gathered her remaining strength and rushed towards the window.

Along the way, shadows kept gushing out from the darkness, as if they were endless, wanting to drown Hua Ling.

However, there seemed to be an invisible defense barrier around Hua Ling. As long as the shadow approached within three meters, it would immediately and completely disappear.