Right now, Wei Donglin is already as thin as a stick, looking neither human nor ghost.
Especially with his voice also extremely hoarse; if seen at night, it would surely give someone a fright.
From initially scheming against Ye Guichen, wanting to deal with him, Wei Donglin still has no intention of repenting.
Watching Ye Guichen step by step walk towards the abyss of death, Wei Donglin becomes increasingly excited.
As if seeing Ye Guichen kneel before him and beg for mercy is the only hope sustaining his life.
"Look, what's that!"
At this moment, Gongsun Fengying suddenly pointed at the swamp nearby and shouted.
Ye Guichen looked up, and his brow immediately furrowed.
It was actually a corpse.
Then two, then three...
Before long, over twenty corpses floated out.
Each corpse faced upwards; some were evidently dead for a long time, while others had clearly died recently.
