C294 Land of Burial(1)

"Plop!" Zhu Qing half-knelt on the ground and breathed heavily. Soybean-sized beads of sweat dripped into the dark cemetery.

If one looked closely, there were strands of black death Qi rotating in the beads of sweat that Zhu Qing dripped. The suppressed death Qi had already spread to his entire body.

"Don't scare me. Are you alright?" Jin Linger hurriedly supported Zhu Qing