The dream was like a snake, constantly clinging to him and sucking his bone marrow. He laughed happily in the dream and played without restraint, but he knew that his life was on the line and there was no hope of seeing him again.
Mu Yuan slowly opened his eyes. His entire body was burning, and even the air he exhaled was scorching hot. His vision was blurry. Was he going to die? Although he had a good physique and wouldn't be stabbed to death, he had lost too much blood and was made of flesh and blood. Perhaps he was going to die in the abyss at the bottom of the sea without anyone knowing. If he died the next second, who would he want to see most?
Ah ...
It must be the final radiance of the setting sun.
