已停产
The boy was about seven or eight years old, lying beside the woman, his face equally pale and terrifying. The only difference was that the boy was still breathing, and his clothes were half-dried by his body temperature. An emerald on the belt and the green light spot on the stone wall complement each other, emitting a faint green light.
Wasn't it Wang Wei and his mother Xuan'er who were shot down by the second son of the Dragon Demon, Hao Yan and fell into the deep pool of the waterfall?
The cold water drops fell on Wang Wei's forehead one after another, and as if he felt the coldness, It didn't take long, before Wang Wei's eyes opened with difficulty.
Where was this place? Why was it so dark?
Wang Wei turned his head slightly, avoiding the coldness of the water droplets. He saw that all around him was dark, and he couldn't see anything. Only the sound of ticking water seemed to come from far away, so ethereal.