After a burst of cutting, Sun Bo's throat was still as white as death. He felt as if his throat had been blocked by the Death's sickle. As long as he pulled it lightly, his life would be over.
"If you change your position, you'd better clean it!" Sun Bo's voice was so hoarse that it seemed that he had not drunk water for three days.
"Bang bang!"
As the knife cut down, Sun Bo's eyes were so deep that he could hardly open them. However, when the last drop of the stone skin fell off, Sun Bo saw a flash of dazzling green in his eyes.
His heart seemed to have been hit by a heavy hammer, and it immediately revived. The huge ecstasy almost made him jump up, and he couldn't wait to rush up immediately. He shouted, "There's green. There's green. It's finally green. Go on, go
