She was stunned for a moment, her eyes full of fog gradually becoming somewhat clearer.
"Alright, don't worry, they're all dead now, you can stop," the gentle voice continued to resonate.
The fog before her eyes finally dispersed, and she saw Little Xuanzi holding her wrist, looking at her with a gentle gaze.
And in front of her, was the pale-faced scholar she had saved earlier.
He sat collapsed on the ground, also staring at her directly, but there was still lingering terror in his eyes.
Looking around, broken bodies were everywhere...
Only then did she understand what she had done.
"What... what happened to me just now?" Feng Yueya asked, alarmed.
"It's okay, they brought this on themselves!" Yu Xuan comforted her.
However, his heart was filled with shock too. It was the first time he had seen Feng Yueya with eyes filled with nothing but murderous intent.
That version of her felt so foreign, as if he didn't know her at all...
