Chen Xiaolian gasped heavily for breath.
The pain from his wrist rapidly faded away and was gradually replaced with a feeling of itchiness. Chen Xiaolian gave a sigh of relief. Thanks to the sensation, he was able to determine that the healing substance was working.
Just now, he had lost a lot of blood, leading to him feeling rather weak.
“What did you do?”
Skyblade’s voice came.
He was still lying on the floor.
Chen Xiaolian turned to look at the blade that was lying on the floor and he let out a bitter smile.
I’m really unlucky.
“I…”
“I can feel that something is wrong. You must have done something,” said Skyblade in a grim tone. “No… this is not right! The atmosphere in this room is beginning to change!”
Chen Xiaolian exhaled. “Didn’t you say that as long as the lamp is extinguished, we will be able to get out?”
“… … …yes.”
Chen Xiaolian sighed. “Well, the lamp has been extinguished.”
“… … what?!” Skyblade blurted out.
