Qi Shujie looked around the hall and realized there were men sprawled all over the place. They had been dead for a long time. If it was not for his strong spiritual force, he might have been one of them.
"Senior Brother, are you not coming?" Tu Xiupei walked towards Qi Shujie slowly. Her gaze was fixed in his direction. "You still need to release it. Come quickly."
"Little Junior Sister, I…" Qi Shujie glanced at the corpses all around him, then looked at Tu Xiupei. He felt scared. He was the only man left. Was he the next one to die?
No! He didn't want to die. He did not want to die at all. After all, a living dog was better than a dead lion!
He wanted to live!
