At that moment, Zhu Hong thought that he was hallucinating. He closed his eyes, but he discovered that the person didn't disappear. Instead, that person continued walking toward this side.
And… he had seen this face before!
"C-Chu Liuyue?!" muttered Zhu Hong in disbelief.
Chu Liuyue had already arrived in front of him. When she saw Zhu Hong's situation, she gathered her focus. More than half of his body has already sunk into this black soil, and he's still dragging four people behind him. It looks like they've all fainted, and they're all relying on Zhu Hong using a string to tie all of them together so that they don't get separated from each other. But Zhu Hong's face is ghastly, and he's hanging onto his last breath as if he has exhausted most of his energy and can't hold on any longer.
Chu Liuyue immediately stretched out her hand. "Zhu Hong, give me your hand."
