The moment Juan Mu stared at it, a series of dark words flashed through his mind. It was a great being expressing endless anger towards him and wanting to punish him.
"No!" Before Fang Mu could say anything, he just turned around and was about to run when a bloody mouth came towards him and a big and very long tongue shot towards him. I saw it.
Faced with such a crisis, Fang Wu had no choice but to take sides. However, as luxury-colored boils spread out on the white road beside him, a black creature resembling a praying mantis jumped out of the space inside his body and flew away at great speed. He fired, swung the blade of his sickle, and hit her in the head.
His whole body trembled, and Fang Wu pletely lost consciousness.
…
I don't know how long I felt like I lost consciousness. Anyway, for Juan Mu, it was just a moment of smoke. When he regained consciousness, he was found lying in an alley filled with the smell of sour fermented vomit. Garbage was scattered on the ground. There was sewage flowing and he was lying on top of it.
A familiar, booming voice could be heard ing from everywhere. The sounds of words and social activities were like rain after a long drought, and Fang Mu's eyes immediately moistened, making him very nostalgic and fond.
"Where?" Fan Mu stood up from the dirty ground and shivered from the cold.
The wind blew at the back of my head, making it cold and stinging. Something was oozing from the stab spot on the back of his head. He sucked in the cool air and groped gently around the edge of the pain in the back of his head. He felt something different...blood as he saw a liquid on the ground that smelled like sewage.
When people who are overly emotional realize their weakness, they immediately collapse in body and mind, as if their defenses have been breached. Without exception, Homoku sat down on the ground, trying to escape from reality and slip into a dark dream.
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