"Hehehehe…" The black-robed woman stood rooted to the ground. Her figure was like a ghost as the water passed through her body.
Her feet moved, and her fleeing body appeared like a ghost. In a breath, she had already approached the edge of the hot spring and reached out to grab Huo Junhan's shoulder.
Huo Junhan felt the woman's aura, and the coldness in his eyes kept rolling. He raised his hand and swung it behind him. The pressure released from his body forced the black-robed woman to take a step back.
The black-robed woman's figure swayed in the air. She quickly retreated. After pulling away from Huo Junhan, she surrounded him in circles and kept changing her figure.
"Huo Junhan, do you want to see Shen Yaowei die in front of you in this life? It seems that the feeling of losing your beloved repeatedly still can't let you reflect." As the black-robed woman spoke, her figure flashed again, and she appeared opposite Huo Junhan.
