"Master..." Zhao Chunxue glanced at the unconscious Ye Qiu, immediately covered his eyes, and said with a shiver in his voice, "Ye Qiu, in this state, can he still be saved?"
At this moment, Ye Qiu, though already in a coma, had muscles that were bulging even more fiercely!
Blood vessels had also swelled a few sizes bigger than before!
The most critical thing was that Ye Qiu's skin was emitting a sizzling sound, with fine, dense cracks appearing, from which bright red blood was flowing out, staining the ground.
This was already the most obvious sign of imminent body explosion and death!
If it weren't for Dao standing right beside, Zhao Chunxue would have really thought of digging a hole for Ye Qiu.
Zhao Chunxue was actually quite willing to do this, thinking about how he was previously hung on a hundred-meter-high building by Ye Qiu, swaying in the wind, left him full of discontent.
