In the gloomy Demon Cave, you couldn't see your hand in front of your face!
And leaning against the stone wall on the other side, sat a bloody, mutilated figure!
This person is Ling Shaofeng!
Ling Shaofeng was now nothing but skin and bones, his body drenched in blood, chunks of flesh hanging like they were torn by something terrifying!
His tiger-like eyes were unfocused, a hint of desolation bleeding through, like a dying man on the brink of losing all vitality!
Listening to Zhang Yun's painful screams from outside the cave, tear after tear flowed from Ling Shaofeng's fierce eyes:
"Zhang Yun... Old Boss... Old Third... Old Fourth..."
Sputtering words spilled from Ling Shaofeng's mouth; it was his only hope to survive!
To watch a movie with Zhang Yun once more, to join Ye Feng, Xu Ping, and Glasses for another meal at that small restaurant in Jiangnan, order a crate of white wine, and drink to their hearts' content!
