"Swish!"
As he walked forward, Lu Xin suddenly sensed something. He looked down and felt a chill run down his spine.
On the ground was not the asphalt road outside, but hands.
At this time, he and summer worm were actually walking in the hands of countless people.
These hands were pitch-black, their skin shriveled, and there were blue veins that twisted like earthworms on them. They were in a mess, and they grabbed wildly and ruthlessly, as if they were trying to grab anything they could touch. Their nails were sharp like daggers.
Lu Xin finally understood where the wounds on summer worm's legs had come from.
This was caused by nails.
Every time she walked into the world behind the door, she suffered the same pain.
There was no way to hide or escape, because the ground of this world, all the ground, was like this.
"Bang!""Bang!"
These nails were even scratching his legs. The places where they touched felt a cold and sharp feeling.
