"Zheng Ming, are you dead?" Ke Xue lifts Zheng Ming up with one hand and shakes him for several times. At this time, Zheng Ming is angry more and less. He will return to blissful. "Don't shake it. It's really dead." Zheng Ming spewed out a mouthful of blood again and said weakly that the blood stained the clothes on his chest with blood, and even the fragments of his internal organs. The shock wave just now was too strong. When Zheng Ming was unprepared, he was seriously hurt. If it had not been supported by a strong spiritual force, he might have died now.

after returning to the tent,...