"Eh?"
Sister tilted her head curiously and looked at Lu Xin. With her innate sensitivity to mental power, she could tell that Lu Xin seemed somewhat different from before. The old Lu Xin had always suppressed emotions as terrifying as a volcano beneath his calm exterior, but now, another kind of calm yet immense mental power had appeared within his body, making him gentle.
Although his smile looked a little unnatural at that moment, it was still...
Very handsome!
Thinking this, she forgot that Lu Xin had made her fall for the second time and happily reached out to him.
Their palms clasped, and as their mental power spread, they began walking forward side by side.
The atmosphere warmed slightly, and the night wind seemed to grow gentler.
Sister felt extremely satisfied. As they walked, she tilted her head and wanted to speak.
But at that very moment, Lu Xin suddenly stopped. He stood rooted to the spot like a stake, his expression grim.
She did not pull on Lu Xin. Instead, she felt his palm rapidly turning cold.
This suddenly made Sister nervous.
"What is this feeling..."
At that moment, the Crimson Moon's light was exceptionally strange.
Facing the Crimson Moon's radiance, Lu Xin sank into a moment of deep contemplation.
A tremor from the depths of his spirit appeared for no reason, then quickly spread over his entire body.
Lu Xin pulled Sister close to him. Deep in his pupils, black particles trembled faintly as he nervously scanned his surroundings.
He did not know what had happened, but an unprecedented sense of danger suddenly surged into his heart.
Looking up at the Crimson Moon in the sky, he felt his vision grow slightly blurry.
Whether it was an illusion or not, in that instant he seemed