"Let's go!" Marya made a prompt decision and used a strange movement technique to fly out like a Phantom.
Ye qingrou had long been aware of the danger. She was no longer as foolish as before and followed closely with a red face, not daring to delay.
But at this moment, not far behind them, there was a miserable scream. The three of them subconsciously looked back and saw a strange heaven's favorite's body touch a patch of poisonous fog.
With a sizzling sound of corrosion, the sovereign's body withered at an amazing speed. In a moment, white bones appeared, and his blood and flesh disappeared as if they had been swallowed.
Then, a tree root shook off the fallen leaves and suddenly tied his legs, hanging him between several branches like a piece of cured meat hanging in the house of an ordinary farmer.
