C824 824 Doomsday Countdown

In the cabin.

Xiaojiu was taking care of Xiaolang's injuries. She put some ointment on those hideous wounds and then carefully bandaged them. Xiaolang, on the other hand, was in a daze and could only let out a few painful groans from time to time.

Unable to help, Qiao Mu could only silently walk out of the house.

This world was still crimson.

At this moment