Turmoil surged through Ying Lin's mind, while Xie De finally managed to settle his stomach.
Of course, he didn't recognize the crow, nor had he noticed it following them the whole way. He simply thought it was strange that the crow had lingered in front of them.
Now Mo Jingchun was dead.
The lethal threats in the Instance struck far too suddenly, and Xie De was a little worried about Beiwei's safety.
"455, does the plot have any information about this part?"
"Bzz-yes-pro-tagonist-loop."
The lag was awful.
At that moment, something seemed to occur to Ying Lin. She abruptly fell silent and refused to speak.
He turned to look at her, only to find her avoiding his gaze. She was extremely nervous, her face deathly pale, and looked even more panicked than she had when Mo Jingchun died.
What's wrong with her?
Surely her reaction time isn't so slow that she's only getting scared now?
Xie De stubbed out his cigarette, feeling speechless.
"Where's Beiwei?"
"The... kitchen. On the left, then turn right."
Xie De turned and picked his way across ground untainted by blood, saying politely, "Thank you."
Ying Lin forced a stiff, insincere smile. "You're welcome."
She watched the man leave, then saw that the crow circling overhead did indeed follow him away, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Once she had calmed down on her own, she felt she might have been overthinking things. A being like a demon god wouldn't just appear on a whim. Perhaps 39 was merely some subordinate of the demon god, or even just an ordinary demon. In any case, he couldn't be an ordinary human. Otherwise, how could she explain why a crow in the Instance would follow him?
This was Ying Lin's first time entering an Instance, and she