What does this transmission phenomenon really mean? He guessed, does it mean that some kind of fluctuation happening here is affecting the entire city...
"!"
His thoughts suddenly interrupted.
Xu Xiangyang couldn't help but cover his forehead and frown.
At that instant, he felt his head was in a daze, as if someone had punched him in the forehead; he felt dizzy and disoriented.
Of course, this sudden abnormality was not intense, more like the anemic symptoms of someone with low blood sugar when they get up in the morning.
But he internally exclaimed, "Not good."
Xu Xiangyang's thoughts turned quickly, connecting to the guess he had just thought of. Could it be that the true nature of "Fake Qingyue"'s ability to silently neutralize Xiao An's attack is—
Xu Xiangyang hurriedly turned his head, and what caught his eyes was the scene of the medium, who had just been standing next to them, with her eyes rolled back, fainting.