In an instant, Mo Huasong was surrounded by more than a dozen fierce beasts again.
At this moment, Mo Huasong was injured and exhausted, and Zeng Chunyu was extremely worried.
Unable to escape, Zeng Chunyu cried out in despair: "Brother, it's all my fault. If it hadn't been for me, you wouldn't have been implicated. But at least we can die together. I love you."
The sound of Zeng Chunyu's cry made Mo Huasong's heart tremble.
He had been feeling awful ever since Liu Lanxi left him.
Back then, when he was with Zeng Chunyu, half of it was affection, and the other half was his attraction towards her body.
Hearing her words now, his heart filled with warmth. He immediately stated: "Don't worry, girl. They still can't kill us."
As soon as he finished his words, Mo Huasong immediately rushed forward.
The Spirit Stones were also being poured into the round jade as if they were free.
Now, Mo Huasong didn't care about the loss anymore. The most important thing was to escape.
