Ge Hongjie was stunned for a moment, but his expression immediately became determined. He reached out to take out the Awakening Incense, but it was empty. Not only was there no awakening incense, but even the long sword in his hand had disappeared.
Ge Hongjie was a little confused. He looked around and saw that he was starving. His clothes were ragged, and his stomach was in pain. He had lost all his strength and wanted to lie on the ground and wait for death.
"Brother Ge, what should I do? I can't live anymore. I don't want to die!" Zhang Fangqiong's voice sounded in Ge Hongjie's ears. Ge Hongjie turned his head and saw that Zhang Fangqiong had already become so thin from hunger.
"This is fake, fake, break!"
Ge Hongjie's confused eyes suddenly turned sharp. With a loud shout, his core soul energy surged, and everything in front of him shattered.
