“..”
"Are you guys done playing?"
By the time Lu Xin felt an indescribable sense of pain and almost collapsed, the flowers of death in the forest of death had already withered to their limits.
The fine petals spread out from the depths of the forest like white vines, almost covering the entire sky. The vines were endlessly elongated in the shape of a human, and they were full of screaming mouths.
However, Lu Xin's body could barely hold on any longer.
Even though he was in pain, he had tried his best to cooperate with his sister and barely dodged the attack.
But suddenly, he felt a new kind of pain.
His eyes looked down.
He could feel an indescribable pain surging down from his lower abdomen like a tide.
They were piled up there and kept swelling, like a millstone opening up his body.
He had a splitting headache and his limbs were numb.
Lu Xin's eyes widened in shock when he realized what the pain was.
