Xie Chongshan's death was a hundred times more tragic than death in another world.

Looking at his corpse, Jia Xitong seemed to smell the stench of blood. She couldn't help but feel like gagging, but then realized she was a spirit and couldn't vomit at all.

That's absolutely disgusting.

She didn't dare look in their direction at all.

The original author, Shang Yanting, resembled a cold, giant python.

Just as she was avoiding eye contact with Shang Yanting from the original work, there was a loud bang, and the giant python... no, the black dragon crashed heavily to the ground.

The black dragon transformed back into a human. In the original story, Shang Yanting kept vomiting blood, and his chest felt as if it had been gouged out several times, with the blood flowing out like a strange flower.

Xie Chongshan's weapons had an extremely serious impact on him.

If Shang Yanting didn't want others to discover that he had transformed into a dragon, he wouldn't have risked attacking him at all.

As an outsider, Jia Xitong had no idea about the various factors involved.

She lay on the ground, anxiously looking at him. "Are you alright? How can I help you?"

The heart blossoms.

This nearly cost him his life.

Of course it's not good!

He glanced at the idiot beside him, pointed to the tattered package that had fallen when he transformed into dragon form, and said, "There's medicine inside! Take this Heaven-Rank magic weapon with you; I can share one with you. Then hurry up and help me out of here."

When Xie Chongshan died, his life was extinguished.

He needs to get out of here quickly, they're about to find him.

Jia Xitong looked at all the magical artifacts in the room and sighed, "Sigh, don't we want the rest?"

---Aside---

Ugh, I had to revise my thesis this morning.

My phone broke again after I took a nap.

Only one update today, four updates tomorrow!

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