The intense pain made her want to scream miserably, but a feeling of suffocation prevented her from making any sound.
All she could do was stare with a face full of despair and helplessness, her eyes wide and her mouth agape.
Her face was a mask of regret.
Pu-chi—
A broken bone had already pierced through her flesh and was exposed on the surface of her body. The blood-covered bone stained her gauzy dress a thorough red.
Bright red blood gushed from her wound but cunningly did not touch Fan Wu.
"Pu!!!" The woman spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the sensation of choking and intense pain turned her face green and then purple.
Veins popped out on her face, indicating the excruciating agony she was in.
Suddenly!
The woman realized her spine seemed to have shattered. Her consciousness blurred at that moment, and the scenery before her eyes darkened completely.
The expression of despair and regret on her face had solidified, freezing on her features.
