His gaze shifted downward.
His abdomen was injured, the deep black outfit at the waist was black.
The scent of blood attracted even more poisonous bugs. These bugs had already crawled from his clothes to his wound, then entered through the torn fabric, gnawing and crawling over his flesh, contaminating the wound.
As for him, he had already passed out.
No wonder there was no instant killing when they appeared.
Jia Xitong sighed in relief over this and then tried to reach out and drag him out of the bug-infested recess.
When the person moved, these bugs scattered away in all directions.
However, some were already stuck to him due to the blood, so Jia Xitong wrapped her hand in cloth and extracted the poisonous bugs from his wounds. Looking around, there was wet, soft mud everywhere, unidentified poisonous bugs, and occasionally the sound of an unknown beast moving, creating an extremely terrible environment.
It's best to leave this place as soon as possible.
