The man woke up first and shouted, "Yaomei, run away!"

at the moment, he has no greed. He doesn't want a sword or a lotus. He just wants to live. But it's too late!

"Ow!" The corpse mandrill roared again. It was dark like a dry material. He grabbed the man's feet and pulled them into the water

"no!" The man cried out in horror. He grabbed a handful of grass roots with both hands, and his feet struggled like crazy.

but how can he compete with the corpse mandrill with this strength? The corpse mandrill roared as if sarcastically, and then pulled hard!

"ah!" The man, like a rag...