Xi Jing had felt small and inferior many times in her life, but she always had hope and motivation, knowing that as long as she worked hard, she could change her destiny one day.
But today was different.
She felt helpless.
Did Qin Yu... die?
In her mind, she suddenly flashed back to the ghostly figure in the night, the human skin mask, the cold eyes, and the chilling axe.
Her heart sank.
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The feeling of chemicals on the human body is mostly uncomfortable, as there's always residue. Qin Yu felt nauseous and dizzy when she woke up, but she still saw clearly in front of her...
A corpse was placed in a large glass coffin.
Qin Yu was startled and tried to jump up but found that her whole body was weak, and her hands and feet were tied up. The place she saw in front of her seemed like a dark room, with passages on both sides. It didn't look like a normal room; instead, it resembled a secret underground space usually portrayed in TV dramas.
