Zhao Sheng hurriedly caught up, his gaze sweeping over the ground, five or six fresh finger bones scattered on the ground, the flesh and skin on the bones gnawed clean.
However, the surface of the finger bones still had a bright luster, clearly having fallen not long ago.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Sheng's spirits lifted: "No time to lose! We must quickly catch up."
"No need to rush, let's conserve our strength first, then we'll catch up with the people ahead in one go!" Sha Jiutong waved his hand and said unexpectedly.
Tear!
Ah—
Bo Hua Wanderer let out a sudden scream, convulsing uncontrollably.
Sha Jiutong offered an arm to Zhao Sheng with a smile: "Fresh live meat, want a bite?"
"No, Taoist Sha, enjoy it yourself!" Zhao Sheng took two steps back, declining with a composed expression.
Sha Jiutong paid no heed, casually shoved the arm into his mouth, and began to chew vigorously.