In the Inferno Transfer Station.
A figure twitched as if he was sick.
Her delicate body rolled on the ground in pain.
Bang!
It rolled and crashed into a hard and thick stone pillar, making a muffled sound before coming to a stop.
Concubine Wu's ten fingers tried hard to grab the edge of the dark gold Houtu mask and pull it out, but she could not pull it off. Even if her face was torn, there was still nothing she could do.
She had already tried many times.
Something seemed to be hidden in the mask, and it was absorbing her soul.
Sometimes, she could take off her mask, but when she woke up, the mask would inexplicably return to her face.
When this " sucking sensation " occurred, she could not take it off. Even if she tried her best to tear it off, she could not do it.
After a long time…
After a long time…
