He began to be rapidly digested.
Just as he was about to be completely consumed, one last remnant of his consciousness witnessed the tearing apart of a secondary Secret Realm, with the sky like a great mirror shattered by a heavy hammer, scattering infinite fragments, revealing two giant faces behind, mockingly smiling downward.
"Miss Bai Wu, if we hadn't deliberately let this go, how would this bait fall into your mouth?"
"This time, your hiding place is gone too. Where else do you think you can flee?"
Three forces fiercely interwove.
Song Yan's final lingering thought also vanished without a trace.
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"What's wrong?" Little Bell felt her man suddenly twitch. Like a vigilant cat, she turned her head to understand what he was thinking.
Song Yan didn't answer but continued to stroke Little Bell's smooth, long hair.
Little Bell didn't ask anymore and obediently lay on his chest, her eyes closing in happiness.
