Pain, madness, convulsions, suffocation!
These states were manifesting intensely in Tie San, God knows how much he was suffering now, clutching his own neck, unable to utter a complete sentence.
He began to sob desperately, his voice hoarse, "Save, save me..."
Tie San urgently needed someone's help, only then could his pain be alleviated, a series of discomfort tortured his entire body, he felt the life draining from him!
No one knew how long had passed, but Tie San, who had been struggling, completely lost signs of life, his face twisted as he fell to the ground, the expression on his face was the only message proving what he went through.
"Sister Xue Tong, what should we do next?"
Zhao Yong sneered, being the first to ask this question, their time was running out, so they definitely needed to resolve it early.
