"Just Moving Position." Yu Longting said.
I immediately imagined the scene and murmured, "Piao Changji's main body swallowed the clone, and the clone was transferred outside? But Madam Zhao also knows this Art, yet she told Xiao Li and me that there's no way to leave the painting."
"People are selfish. Do you think Zhao Sihai's wife is a good person? She killed more people than the number of bridges you've crossed. You're quite naive, experiencing so many perils yet still as innocent as a blank sheet, unaware of people's malicious intents." Yu Longting sighed helplessly, then suddenly looked toward the mountain foot, reminding me, "Wanwan, look down the mountain."
I looked at the place where the flames were igniting, my heart sank, and I felt a sense of foreboding, "Why is there another fire in the city??"
"Don't know, my eyesight is still not as good as yours." Yu Longting said lightly.
