Chapter 086 Deep Pond

Long Wu clearly remembers that moment. It turns out that this seems to be the limit of human beings.

The nimble old ape seems to be a metaphor for him.

We followed in panic, in the opposite direction to the snake head. Although we became more and more frightened as we fled, behind us were tens of thousands of crawling demons crawling out of hell to devour flesh and blood.

To be honest, when a person reaches a certain level, he can only hold on with one breath.

If we encounter any weird things again on the way back, I think except for Long Wu, Fatty and I will let go of our anger and just collapse on the ground and let ourselves be slaughtered.

It is said that there is no filial son in bedside for a long time, and this sentence also applies to companions. Many people can accept the word "burden", but in special circumstances, "burden" often means "tiredness" paralyzes people and "falls" into the abyss.

Human instinct will always burst out ag