The air current stirred and broke through the air. At that moment, Yuan Yuxue's heart bounced violently, and for a moment, the surroundings were silent.
While the other person's falling trend stopped, the two of them maintained this delicate balance.
Yuan Yuxue's eyelashes were also trembling slightly.
His eyes fell on the man.
She did not raise her eyes because of these sudden changes, so she could only see the thin lower half of her face. It was a very familiar facial feature and bone structure, which could be vaguely identified.
It’s Sister Hong.
Even though the situation between the two of them was so strange, with Sister Hong's body floating in the air, at the critical moment, she did not show any panic. Even when Yuan Yuxue grabbed her wrist, she did not look up at him.
…something is wrong.
Yuan Yuxue was so perceptive that she immediately noticed something was wrong.
This person is Sister Hong but not her. They have the same face and body, but when you secretly visit the soul inside, you will find that it has changed into a different person.
She was possessed by a ghost.
During this delicate stagnation of time, the woman, who seemed to have lost consciousness and was hanging limply on Yuan Yuxue's arm, raised her head slightly and finally looked at Yuan Yuxue.
Those were a pair of eyes that were difficult to describe.
Full of pain, resentment and extreme despair, even this one look made her look extremely crazy.
She looked at her wrist which was held tightly by Yuan Yuxue as a support point, and began to struggle violently. After realizing that Yuan Yuxue did not let go, her hands pressed down Yuan Yuxue's pale wrist fiercely, and a chill came from the contact point.
Yuan Yuxue's body was not as strong as before and was not vulnerable to swords and guns. After being attacked by the strange cold air, blue marks appeared on her wrists almost immediately, revealing extremely terrible scars.
But compared to the slight pain that was not even felt at all, what made Yuan Yuxue frown slightly was the increasingly heavy feeling of falling.
The fact that he could feel the weight was itself very wrong.
Sister Hong weighed only about 100 kilograms, but at this moment, it was as if countless heavy irons fell on her feet, and the weight was so great that she continued to fall under the influence of gravity. Not to mention Yuan Yuxue, the weight at this time was so heavy that even the railing he used to maintain his balance was slightly loosened, as if it was about to collapse outwards.
There is no power to turn around.
Yuan Yuxue stared at Sister Hong. His eyelashes were jet-black and trembled slightly and fragilely at this moment, like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly.
He called out Sister Hong's name very softly, and the words were very clear and went deep into her ears - but perhaps because it was just a temporary code name, Sister Hong was not very sensitive to this name and continued to struggle with all her heart.
Yuan Yuxue's breath became slightly unstable, but his expression remained calm: "Don't move... You're going to fall."
The woman finally raised her head, revealing a face that looked like a human, yet very different. Her eyes and eyebrows seemed to be filled with a strange ghostly aura. Just from her appearance, it was obvious that something was wrong with her. The woman looked at Yuan Yuxue and giggled: "Are you sure you want to save me? Is it really me you want to save?"