Upon hearing the whistle, she first worried about Jiaojiao in the backyard of Songzhuang, afraid that he had not been saved and had encountered the attack of the soul entangling silk. However, after a while, she suddenly felt a tossing turmoil in her stomach, the intense pain enlightening her to the agony of those with stomach ailments.
Perhaps it was even worse! Within just a few seconds, she was covered in cold sweat, lacking even the strength to walk.
This agony spread from her stomach to her respiratory tract, as if the ability to breathe was being strangled from within her body.
Subconsciously, she clenched her throat, this action made her realize that she had truly been bewitched!
Damn it! Everything ill-realized always comes true!
Qin Yu clung to a tree, calling for the Golden Wall in her mind, but the response she got was just one sentence.
——All beings are equal, life and death are ruthless.
