Chapter 658 Tragedy repeats itself

  Wen Churan only felt that the sky was spinning, and when he reacted, he realized that he had been held in his arms by Sheng Shimo, and rushed toward the door.

  She clung to his sleeves, and somehow, she suddenly remembered the situation when she was chased by Yimon in the stone room.

   is somewhat similar to today.

  He also held her in his arms in the same way, avoiding the attack of Yimon.

  It’s just that, no matter how fast he ran, he still couldn’t resist Yimon’s jump.

  Obviously only one step away from the door, Mo was violently thrown to the ground by Yimon.

When    couldn't move, he still resisted the huge pressure on his back, pulled out Wen Churan from his arms, and was about to push her out with a palm.

  But as if she knew his intentions, she suddenly grabbed his hand, holding it very hard and tightly.

   "Sheng Shimo! Do you want to push me out again?! Do you want to leave me alone again?!"

  The woman asked sadly.

   Sheng Shimo's expression suddenly became startled.

again?

  For some reason, after hearing this, countless strange fragments flashed through his mind.

  Because the speed is too fast and fleeting, he can't piece it together into a complete picture.

  This situation and situation suddenly gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if he had experienced it before.

  It’s just that, at this critical juncture, Mo had no time to delve into these strange phenomena.

  He shook Wen Churan's hand severely, and pushed her hard outside the door without saying a word.

In an instant, his body began to slide quickly on the floor. Wen Churan tried to stretch out his hand, but failed to grasp Sheng Shimo again. Outside the door, I watched him lying on the ground, stretched out his hand hard, and closed the door.

  In the narrower and narrower door, she seemed to see the memory, when he pushed her out of the stone room, he smiled at her.

  In an instant, there was a bright and brilliant light.

  However, this is just her illusion.

  At this moment, Sheng Shimo was straining his face, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, and his expression was serious but also exceptionally indifferent.

  With the loud noise of the door being slammed, Wen Churan's heart seemed to explode in an instant, breaking into countless pieces.

  She lay on the ground, her lips trembling for a while, and finally couldn't help it, and let out a desperate roar from her mouth.

  "Sheng! Shi! Ink!"

  A tear fell from the eye sockets and hit the floor heavily, like a gorgeous flower blooming.

  Wen Churan hurriedly got up from the ground, trying to open the door but found that the door was actually locked.

  She slapped the door hard, crying and shouting inwardly, "Sheng Shimo! Open the door! Open the door!"

  This kind of fear and despair is no less than the feeling she felt when she slapped Shimen.

  At this moment, there is more guilt for repeating the same mistakes.

  Obviously having learned the lesson from the last time, she should...should die without letting Sheng Shimo mix these things!

  Why...why should the tragedy repeat itself?

  Wen Churan questioned herself like this in his heart, and the tears fell even more fiercely.

  "Men Shimo! You let me in! I beg you to let me in!" She cried and begged, "I have a way to deal with Yimon, I really have a way to deal with Yimon, please..."

  Door...Always motionless like a mountain.

Do not! The tragedy will never repeat itself like this!

  Suddenly, Wen Churan woke up from his sadness.

  At the beginning, she couldn't open the stone gate.

  Can now see that what was placed in front of her was just an ordinary wooden door!

  (End of this chapter)