C593 I Don't Even Want My Life Anymore Why Do I Still Need My Face

Hearing footsteps coming from the tunnel, Fenng Xinglang immediately jumped up from the board.

However, he still hesitated. He was in a trance, and the strength in his legs had become much weaker.

He hadn't seen the sun for two days. In addition to the lack of food supplies, as well as the injury on the back of his hand and palm, Fenng Xinglang's physical strength had been severely exhausted