The chill that he felt later surged up and stimulated his arm, causing Zhou ye to feel cold and painful, but he also felt an indescribable sense of relaxation.
After a long while, he finally regained some feeling in his arm. He shook his hand and looked at the key with a lingering fear.
However, at this moment, the head of the key, which had a layer of black crystals on its surface, seemed to tilt. His eyes widened. it moved-"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw song qingxiao squeeze hard-
'Puu'!
The 'key' that was still moving earlier exploded with a sound, turning into an extremely large fat black worm in her hand.
The thick black juice spurted out and flowed between her fingers, emitting an extremely foul smell.
This smell was unusually cold, and it was like the smell of a rotting corpse that had been around for many years. It was truly unbearable.
