He Hated That Wretched Female
In a dark forest, accompanied by several loud bangs, most of the trees collapsed, and even the ground sank into a small pit. In the center of the pit was a tall and slender figure, the escaped Na’er Xiu.
"Cough..." A trace of bright red blood oozed from his lips. He opened his sharp, long eyes, and within the pitch-black irises, tumultuous waves were rolling. He tried to push himself up with his arm.
However, he had entered the heart of the explosion to save An Yao, and he was severely injured. His entire body ached, and the slightest movement tugged at his wounds, causing him to gasp for breath involuntarily.
The exoskeleton of the insect-like race was naturally born with tough armor that provided strong defense against most attacks.
Yet, even he, with such armor, had been affected by the explosion, sustaining severe injuries.
That little female...
For the second time, Na’er Xiu felt such great panic in his heart in over two decades. Both times, it was for the same person.