Late at night, in the town of Sycamore.

Hwan Hwan didn't know how long he had been standing there, and he quietly shed a lot of tears. Things didn't get out of control as Hwan had hoped. Out of Ling'er's nowhere to be found, her hands were clutched by something strange, just as she had been after hearing the desolate and strange voice.

Hwan Hwan stood helpless and desperate, she didn't know how long she would have to maintain this state. And that desolate and old voice, I don't know when, quietly disappeared into the darkness.

"Arwen? Arvin?! ”

Suddenly, Huanhuan suddenly heard a rush of footsteps behind him, and he was getting closer and closer to him......

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