Close! Close! Getting closer! The green will-o'-the-wisp is getting closer to us!
If this continues, Sima Yang will be overtaken by the ghost fire because he is exhausted![
I held Sima Yang's shoulders and twisted them subconsciously
Sima Yang didn't look back, panting as he ran, his soft long hair flying up as he ran, brushing my cheek like goose feathers: "What's wrong?"
"Quick, put me down and I'll run away! Before the will-o'-the-wisp catches up, hurry!"
Sima Yang was stunned for a moment and put me down.
The moment my toes landed on the ground, it seemed as if they had stepped on a protruding stone on the ground. There was an earth-shattering sound, like thunder, "boom boom" twice. The heaven and earth shook, and the earth slowly cracked open under our feet. "Plop" "
"Thump", "thump" and "thump" were like four sticks, falling straight down.
The strong wind roared and blew hard past my ears. There was darkness in front of me, and I couldn't see anything. There was only darkness all around...
As I kept falling, my mind went blank. I had nothing but one sentence, and that was: It's over. Even if I don't fall and my brains are scattered everywhere, I will definitely not be able to run away with my hands and feet broken!
Woo hoo... Qian Eyue, you idiot, you just let Sima Yang carry it, but you want to get down and run away! Now, there is no chance of survival. Even if you survive, you will only be a person with only the neck and up.
A useless person who can move, ugh... (Author's narration: Is it that serious? Sweat...at most...it's just a broken arm and a leg...if you work harder, you might be able to become an Olympic champion or something like that in the future)