Chapter 633: Changing Fate 2

Song Yanqing walked in front of Ferdinand and the others.

Both Ferdinand and Lois looked at Song Yanqing who walked in in shock.

Lois seemed to vaguely recognize him, and her pupils shrank as soon as she saw him.

Ferdinand, on the other hand, was a little confused.

He seemed to sense a familiar aura from this man...

Just familiar.

Obviously, he had never seen this man before.

However, he could tell that this was a very good man, and he seemed to have a close relationship with the girl in the room.

Song Yanqing just glanced at Ferdinand up and down, as if glancing at an unimportant person, and there was an intoxicating smile on the corner of his lips: It's interesting.

He didn't know what he was referring to in this sentence.

Shi Canyun's eyes were red: You...you are formation masters!

He already realized what Song Yanqing was going to do.

However, he couldn't move at this time, and he was a little reluctant to even speak.

No one answered him, and Song Yanqing didn't look at Shi Canyun, his pupils locked on Ferdinand.

Those eyes that were as black as ink were so mysterious and profound, as if there was a whirlpool like a storm in the deepest part, and something was turning.

Ferdinand wanted to say something, but found that his mind was a little distracted.

Reason told him that the situation was wrong, but he just couldn't control it, and many things flashed through his mind in a mess, as if he had gone through everything from childhood to adulthood uncontrollably, and there were still some messy things in his mind. sound.

That voice was faintly seductive, he couldn't control it, but he didn't understand.

I also felt something, as if it was gradually detaching from myself.

In a room thousands of miles away, Bernie felt a strong pressure that made him unable to breathe.

He had already been seriously injured, and he couldn't resist any more, but was suppressed by this force and vomited out a mouthful of blood again.

He knew that he couldn't hold it anymore, there was nothing he could do.

His withered fingers scratched the ground vigorously, but there was not even a trace left.

He has no strength left.

On that old, rotten cheek, on the only remaining well-preserved flesh, a tear flowed: Lois... I'm sorry...

Similarly, Lois in the hotel suddenly shed two lines of tears on her perfect face,

Ferdinand began to frown, he felt bad movement, his breathing became rapid, and his fingers subconsciously covered his heart.

On the contrary, Song Yanqing standing in front of him didn't seem to have changed much, but it seemed that something had subtly changed.

The sick and weak aura that used to be on his body is gradually dissipating, and the black air that has not yet dissipated in the future flows to Qiao Jin's fingertips one by one.

He became more and more calm, and his gentle and clear demeanor became more and more mysterious and ethereal, like a noble son walking out of a picture scroll, with a moving brilliance.

He became more and more quiet and mysterious.

It's just that the smile on his lips is still so gentle, corresponding to Ferdinand's face that suddenly loses blood.

He almost lost control, felt himself breathing hard, and fell to the ground.

Ferdinand!

Lois screamed, but couldn't help him.

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