Suppression

Sister White Dragon saw the virtuous lamia looking at her own chest while gazing at the holy ape in the sky. She quickly reminded her, "Fairy@#%×, don't do anything stupid."

She was afraid that the virtuous lamia would imitate the holy apes.

"Huh? Look, Senior Song is starting to grow flesh!" the black-skinned Soft Feather said.

Song Shuhang's head was floating in the air, and the process of "rebirth" began from where his neck was.

The speed at which this "rebirth" was taking place was quite impressive. His flesh was regrowing almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sister White Dragon sighed and said, "For some reason, it feels as if I'm watching a horror movie."

While Song Shuhang's head was floating in the air, the sheet was atop his head, and his hair twirled around him unceasingly.

If this scene was taking place in the main world, there would be countless people who would have nightmares just from the sight of it.