Wei'er clenched her teeth.
It hurt so much.
Her whole body was wailing, protesting against her movement, and with her broken right hand out of use, she could only barely support Luo Xi with her left hand.
She even felt a sudden urge to die.
However, feeling the warmth from the young man behind her, Wei'er's eyes remained firm and clear. She could endure anything, but she had to get this guy out.
He still had their great-grandmother in his hands.
As Wei'er continued onward, she arrived at a large hall.
When she stepped inside and saw the scene before her, she almost thought she was still dreaming.
Countless white skeletons filled the hall.
Were these the people brought here by the shadow merchants?
Wei'er silently observed these tragically deceased bones.
They had all been living people, and she had wanted to save them, but in the end, she had accomplished nothing.
Moreover, she didn't know how much time had passed since their fall?
