Her body was soaked in some kind of liquid, as if she were imprisoned.
Ji Luo struggled in the deep pit, the more she struggled, the less she could move.
Soon she was completely disheveled, her face, hair, and entire body covered in a thick, sticky liquid.
She didn't know what the liquid was, it was dark, smelled awful, and was incredibly sticky, feeling like a swamp.
Ji Luo, angrily shaking the turf off her face, roared at Ye Anqi, "You bitch, I'm going to kill you!"
Ye Anqi walked back slowly, smiling triumphantly, "How are you going to kill me looking like that?"
"You deliberately lured me here!" Ji Luo glared at her with venomous hatred, wishing she could tear her apart.
Ye Anqi squatted down in front of her, pulling out a watermelon knife from her voluminous clothes.
The sharp blade rested against her neck.
