Sixty-one

tood alone, feeling a chilling wind all around him, trying to pull him into the darkness of an abyss. A terrifying pain spread within his heart.It was like a tightly stretched string, suddenly snappin...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."ntly, the vegetation is dense, and Wu and Yun are careful with their fire. It doesn't burn very high, but it soon boils water. They roast snake meat and some fungi on stones. Rabbits and chickens are...