"Auntie!"
The urgent voice which broke out of Su Zijun's throat echoed in the cave. She looked down at the wound in her chest.
Suddenly she staggered, her body leaned forward, and she nearly fell to the ground.
But as she was about to fall, she took a step forward and kept her feet! She tightly bit her teeth, quickly waving her arms backward, and directly cut off that sharp thorny thing which pierced her body.
A dragon's cry seemed to echo throughout the cave!
Not only did this backhand chop cut off the sharp thorn in her chest, but even the following air pressure strongly slashed the weird meat ball!
A part of the meat ball was directly sliced by the sharp air flow, and a green thick liquid ran out of it.
With numerous sad screams, the meat ball suddenly sank into the river which had flooded the cave.
Running away.
At last, Long Xiruo and Su Zijun were also drowned by the river.
There was no light in the water.
