If it wasn't for Lu Fan's quick reaction, forming a barrier of sand to protect them from the explosion, the suicide bombing of the six maid corpses would have caused them significant damage.
Tang Zheng held his breath, didn't wait for the poisonous mist to dissipate, and rushed into the burial chamber. He grabbed Cai Nan's ankle and dragged her out.
Chen Hong looked at her pathetic situation with a chill in her heart, realizing how crucial carelessness could be. The girl's skin was withered and wrinkled, sticking to her bones, making her look painfully thin, like a dried corpse.
Cai Nan's breathing became weak, her eyes disoriented, she extended her arm forward, trying to grasp something, her lips moved a few times before she died completely.
"Be careful around the corpse." Pang Meiqin was scared and quickly warned them.
