Damn!
It's really bad!
"This time it's really bad!" Lu Zhao saw the shadow of the Sneering Angel behind Chen Xue becoming much more solid, his heart skipped a beat, feeling as if it had fallen into an ice cellar.
The Sneering Angel's hands slowly unfolded from covering its face, revealing a ghastly sneering visage.
Lu Zhao instantly understood that the call just now came from the Sneering Angel, but... it was too late!
He reacted too late!
No, it wasn't too late; he shouldn't have reacted at all, damn it! Really damned!
At the crucial moment, why did he forget the rule "Don't look back"?
He should, at the very least, only look back under the light!
He let his guard down!
But perhaps... it wasn't just letting his guard down!
Lu Zhao's body became cold, and he suddenly realized that maybe it was this all-pervasive eerie sensation constantly infiltrating his will.
The Sneering Angel was coming!
This was the only thought left in Lu Zhao's mind.
