C138 138 Protect He Zheng

Hee Zheng had a dream.

He stood within the black mist. The mist was no different from the Demonic Qi that he had seen countless times before.

The fog was like asphalt, surrounding him and Hee Zheng felt that he was being pulled inside, the black qi was still eroding him. He could not cry out, he could not breathe, he felt dizzy.

Hee Zheng struggled violently, but to no avail