She Can See It, and I Am a Master of Swordsmanship

Can you see me? Can you see me...] Out of sight! Can't see... Luo Ling pretended to be calm on the surface, but after so many years, she still couldn't get used to the existence of "these things". The black shadow slowly approached, and Luo Ling was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes... Suddenly, the black shadow disappeared and dispersed like smoke. Luo Ling raised her head in confusion and looked at the back of a figure who had just passed her. Nanmen is good? That weird boy in the class? There was a hint of hope in her eyes... Did he do it?