You Su didn't open his eyes, but he was horrified to see countless leech-like demonic creatures writhing on the dark stone wall ahead.
Each one emitted a different sickening phosphorescence, and together they formed a dark tide, instilling a strange feeling, a sense of impending doom.
Even someone as mentally strong as You Su felt nauseous at the sight, let alone a woman who naturally detested such things.
These leech-like demons had finally found them!
You Su cursed under his breath, the Mo Song Sword rang as it drew out, its ink-black blade invisible in the cave's darkness.
In an instant, he leaped to Ji Xueruo's side, "Miss Ji, stop recuperating! We need to fight our way out first!"
Ji Xueruo's face was flushed with anxiety, unable to distinguish between fragrant sweat and cold sweat trickling down. Although her eyes saw the extremely disgusting demonic tide, her body felt an intensely stimulating pleasure pushing her to the edge of ecstasy and despair.
