The force coming from the neck is getting stronger bit by bit.

An Ran's breathing became difficult because of the constant squeezing.

Fortunately, although it was difficult, she could still manage to breathe.

The black mist spread continuously along his limbs, entwined around her, and wrapped him tightly.

She and Lin Tan'er seemed to be in a sea of ​​black mist.

And this ocean swallows up even the natural moonlight.

An Ran's eyes were filled with darkness one after another, which made it impossible for her to see Lin Tan'er's face clearly anymore.

The chill that penetrated her texture had frozen everything in her body.

The extreme cold and the resulting tingling and numbness filled the limbs and bones.

Apart from this, An Ran could no longer feel anything else.

The two of them were obviously close at hand, but they seemed to be so far apart that they were so elusive that they couldn't really touch each other.

The chill brought by the intrusion of the black mist made her eyes feel uncomfortable.

An Ran closed her eyes.

"Lin~~~" She tried her best to speak, struggling to squeeze out such a word, her voice was pitifully small.

Even she herself couldn't hear clearly.

An Ran simply gave up on communicating through language.

She focused all her feelings on her numb hands.

Should I say she was lucky? Although the black mist clung tightly to her skin, as if it would not stop until it sucked her dry, it did not really restrain her movements.

Under An Ran's struggle, her fingers moved.

An Ran finally found the feeling that his hand was still there.

It's just that it's extremely stagnant at the moment.

But she didn't give up.

Concentrating on it, she raised her hand little by little.

Like a stone weighing thousands of kilograms, An Ran drove his hands through the layers of black mist with great difficulty.

In just a moment, she seemed to have spent all her strength, and she broke out in cold sweat.

Due to excessive exertion, An Ran could not breathe. Gradually, she became dizzy and confused.

She took a final slow breath and opened her eyes.

As his eyes dropped, a faint outline was vaguely visible in the thick black.

This is the right location.

An Ran forced her fingers, which were about to lose control again, to hold them.

The fingers intertwined and fell into a little elastic softness.

In an instant, the entire time and space seemed to have stopped.

The black mist around An Ran no longer flowed to absorb or even penetrate her body, and the deadly cold also retreated slightly.

And she was pleasantly surprised to find that her breathing became much easier...

So An Ran held his wrist tightly and quickly yelled with all her remaining strength.

"Lin Tan'er."

This time it was louder and less laborious.

Her voice was like a spell that unlocked the seal, and the black mist that had paused began to move again.

They quickly retreated from An Ran like running water and returned to Lin Tan'er.

At the same time, An Ran's unconscious body gradually recovered.

The bright moonlight appeared again, reflecting the pale face in front of An Ran.

Lin Tan'er's face was like a crown jewel, but there was no blood on her lips, just like a dummy made of clay.

His eyes were no longer completely dark as ink, but clear and clear, with only two black pupils dotted between them. The eyes were beautiful and beautiful.

An Ran saw what she looked like at this moment in his eyes.

Not only was he disheveled, but he was also very haggard.

She let out a long breath.

This breath, carrying the burning heat contained within her body, gently brushed against the hand holding her neck.

Lin Tan'er shuddered.

An Ran noticed that the strength had relaxed a lot.

compared to

The original tightening, but now the tiger's mouth of this hand is just weakly attached to her skin.

She twisted her neck.

As if touching a snake or scorpion, Lin Taner quickly let go of her.

With his fingers spread out in front of him, he lowered his head and stared blankly at the hand holding her neck.

An Ran rubbed her neck, which had been pinched for too long.

In fact, Lin Tan'er didn't really kill her, otherwise she wouldn't have room to breathe and speak.

But if you are pinched for a long time, your neck will still feel uncomfortable.

An Ran quietly took two steps back, farther away from Lin Tan'er.

She said, "You hate me and want me to die."

Lin Tan'er put down his hand and raised his eyes to look at her.

His stern face actually showed a bit of innocence and helplessness.

"Lin Tan'er and I have never had any issues." An Ran asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Tan'er seemed to be reflecting on the meaning of her words, with a confused expression.

"I'm Lin Tan'er." He said with certainty.

It seems that her inference is very likely to be correct.

It really thinks of itself as Lin Taner.

An Ran gathered up her shirt that was slipping down and tightened the belt.

Looking at Lin Tan'er who was extremely confident in her identity, she suddenly smiled.

When Lin Tan'er saw her smile, he was particularly puzzled. She had just suffered such a big torture, but she still had the heart to smile.

"You don't believe me?" he asked.

An Ran raised the corners of her lips and said calmly, "You are Lin Tan'er, and you are not Lin Tan'er."

Lin Tan'er was confused, "What do you mean?"

After all, An Ran was trapped by the black fog for a short period of time, and the confrontation with them also consumed a lot of her energy. At this time, she was a little weak, and her body was also tired and weak.

The feeling of exhaustion spread from head to toe. She felt that she was unsteady and might fall to the ground in the next second.

An Ran looked calm on the surface, but in fact he moved to the side as if his feet were stepping on cotton.

Reaching out her hand and touching the fluttering gauze, she leaned against the wooden structure on the side.

The top-heavy feeling got better now.

Having temporarily solved the problem of being helpless, An Ran began to concentrate his firepower on Lin Tan'er, who was a little confused about the situation.

The person he is now is different from the person he was when he wanted to kill her.

"Didn't you realize that what you said was wrong?" An Ran asked back.

"One moment it's about falling from the white tower, the next moment it's about dying in the ruined temple."

"Can one person die so many times?"

"Me." Lin Tan'er opened his mouth to retort, but was blocked by An Ran again.

"Even if you really die so many times, what does it have to do with me? I told you that Lin Tan'er and I have never had any issues. We have never even met before."

"The preface does not match the follow-up, and it makes no sense."

An Ran's words were decisive and cold, "You are not Lin Tan'er."

"No." Lin Tan'er retorted without thinking, "I am."

"That's because you think you are." An Ran said.
To be continued...