"Let's go and have a look."
Since there were maggots here, the corpse should not be far away.
Yi Rong struggled to maintain the flame, and as they all took a few steps forward, indeed, they saw a body lying prostrate.
Wu Zi'an was very brave and strode over.
But just as he reached the side of the corpse, whoosh, the flame went out again.
"I really can't hold on any longer," Yi Rong said weakly.
What now?
Hum, at that moment, a strong light appeared and shone on Wu Zi'an.
"Fuck, my eyes!" Wu Zi'an cried out in agony, quickly shielding his face with his hands, but tears still involuntarily streamed down, "Who, who the hell is shining this on me?"
In front of his four female companions, he always cared about his image, and even when he had criticized Shi Hao earlier, he hadn't sworn, but now this light was just too damn wicked, leaving his vision full of spots and tears shooting out, truly unbearable.
