"Ha... Ha..."
Heavy panting, heavy footsteps.
Bang!
Liang Qu collapsed heavily, dust rolled on the ground, evenly spreading around, accumulating on the floor.
"Water..."
"Master?"
Inside the cave dwelling, Lao Mengyao, carrying an empty wine jar, was taken aback, and quickly rushed beside the Blood Ape. She wanted to help him up, reached out, but didn't know where to grab.
It was a pitiful sight.
His whole body hair was dry like autumn grass, crumbling at a step, his tall stature of three feet turned into a mummified corpse, extremely emaciated, especially his right arm, so thin it was almost just a sturdy bone, no flesh remain, any thinner and even the marrow inside would be drawn out.
The banquet had just ended, and the guests were delighted.
In less than a quarter of an hour, where did Master go and how did he end up in this state?
Liang Qu used all his strength, turned over, faced the sky, his chest heaving, spat out a word with closed eyes.
"Water!"
"Oh, oh!"
