Liu Lanqing and Ling Shuangxue shook their heads slowly. "I'm afraid we can't get out…"
At the side, Ning Xiaohui, Fan Xiaopeng, and the other two people were pale and trembling. Clearly, they could not accept this despairing reality.
On the other side, although despair appeared on those people's faces at the same time, there were still many pairs of eyes staring at Lin Yan with malice…
"I've heard that in the Art of War, the more the enemy wants to do something, the more we can't let them do it…"
Lin Yan turned around and glanced at the humanoid black shadows moving forward in the Chaotic Fog.
"Although I don't know what they're doing, it's good enough to stop them and prevent them from succeeding…
"Issuer Liu, Teacher Ling, can you come with me?"
Liu Lanqing and Ling Shuangxue closed their eyes for a moment. After opening them, they had already become determined. It was not that they did not understand logic, but they were limited by their roles and could not change it.
