The aura around him gradually became terrifying, as though it could pierce through the screen and stab straight into everyone's chest.
His thin lips slowly curved upward, yet his eyes held an icy chill that had remained frozen for ten thousand years as he stared coldly at everyone.
She was already gone. Why did you still exist? What reason did you have to keep existing?
Go to hell! All of you, go to hell!
As he spoke, a tremendous force burst from his body, accompanied by the purple-red vortex in his eyes, which resembled an abyssal black hole.
Host, wake up! If you don't wake up soon, it'll really be all over!
Just as 444 was preparing to make one final desperate attempt to stimulate her soul, Su Qiao finally showed a slight reaction.
Although she did not open her eyes and the rise and fall of her chest was barely perceptible, the hand the boy was gently holding moved slightly. Her fingernails scraped across his palm before she wrapped them around one of his fingers.
The movement was very weak, but Yu Shengan noticed it immediately.
All his movements stopped. He mechanically lowered his head and stared intently at his fingers.
As if he had become an idiot, he stared at the two slender, fair fingers wrapped around his thumb. For a long, long time, he didn't dare move. He even held his breath.
Su Qiao slowly regained consciousness, and her sluggish mind gradually cleared.
444 hurriedly gave her a brief account of what had happened.
Su Qiao had been about to open her eyes, but she gave up on the idea.
Her finger lightly wrote words in Yu Shengan's palm.
At that moment, Yu Shengan's face was streaked with tears. The unexpected joy that had descended from the