The Death of Shui Yuansheng
編集者: Atlas Studios
Thump.
Lin Feng was sent flying by the fleshworm dire beast, before landing heavily on the ground. He struggled to stand up, but he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Currently, Lin Feng was covered in blood, and there was no knowing how many bones in his body had been shattered. He could no longer hold out by relying on his willpower alone. Just as Yu Shan and the others had seen, Lin Feng was indeed at the end of his rope, and was already in a hopeless situation.
The particle saber was still glimmering. Lin Feng's chest heaved violently. He was still panting heavily. At this moment, he thought of his sister, his father, his eldest brother, and his second brother. However, that figure was the one he couldn't forget. There was so much he owed her…
"Could this be my fate? I need to break the genetic lock, I need to cure my strange illness, and I still need to find you…"