The blade was clutched tightly, and the chains wrapped around his wrist. Li Xiu found that even if he wanted to sever his own wrist, he couldn't do it. He watched helplessly as he was dragged towards Dog's mouth, and what shocked him even more was that he saw a human face within Dog's body.
"Why does it look familiar?"
Darkness encroached, and Li Xiu felt all sounds and light fading away. As he was being devoured by Dog, it was as if he had lost everything in that instant.
"They're not quite the same as the ghosts I've seen before, are they?" Gao Ming examined the heart that he snatched from Li Xiu's hands. The child's heart had long been lifeless, devoid of any color. What kept it beating was a powerful tenacity—it wanted to see its mother one more time, dead or not.
