It was not until Xuanyuan Qingfeng's face turned a little pale from excessive blood loss that the pattern on the book appeared again.
Looking at the pattern on the book, Li Hao was dumbfounded.
Why were these patterns so strange?
There were two small figures drawn on the book. They were in various poses.
Some were lying on the ground, some were crawling on their knees, some were being carried, and some were in opposite positions…
"Holy shit!" Li Hao looked at the patterns on the book and could not help but comment.
Who the hell drew this?
There were hundreds or thousands of them.
Immediately after, something even more shocking happened.
The patterns actually moved.
The little man in the book seemed to have come to life.
Then, Li Hao saw scenes. Those scenes appeared in Li Hao's eyes as if they had really happened.
Gasp!
Li Hao could not help but gasp, but he still felt his body begin to heat up.
