"Sister, if you want to harm me, just say it. How could you come up with such a tiny little bug?"
When Sikong Zhairiyue saw that Gu Menghan's secret weapon was a tiny bug the size of a fingernail, he felt like dying.
Gu Menghan definitely had intentions of wanting him dead!
Sikong Zhairiyue had given up to the point where he did nothing, silently waiting for the Grim Reaper's arrival.
Although he was excellent at escaping, surrounded by monstrous creatures, he had no chance of escaping.
He knew that if any of these creatures bit him, the venom would quickly corrode his body.
However, Sikong Zhairiyue felt that he wouldn't be corroded by venom; most likely, he would be torn to shreds by the monsters as food.
...
At this moment, Sikong Zhairiyue pondered his fate.
Would it be one monster that kills him?
Or two?
Perhaps three, four...
He kept waiting for the Grim Reaper to arrive.
