There couldn't possibly be just this one.
Thus, the remaining team member retreated in horror; today was utterly bizarre, as if they'd been cursed by heaven or controlled by a Demon, otherwise, how could thirty people leave only him?
By now, his face was ashen, holding his weapon while warily scanning the surroundings, carefully watching his step. This forest was familiar to them, yet they didn't know a large crocodile hid in the mud.
When did the big crocodile crawl in?
He remembered passing through here just a few days ago.
Could it be they've really been cursed by the Demon today?
Thinking this made him more afraid, repeatedly drawing crosses on his forehead and chest, mumbling prayers as if seeking protection from the deity he believes in.
Gu Qiaoqiao coldly curled her lips; with only this one left, it's easier to handle. Under the Heaven and Earth's Foul Qi, someone as sinful as him couldn't possibly escape.
If she doesn't take him, heaven certainly will.
