He screamed, frightened, and retreated with his arms tightly, staring at the divine stone space.

That look like a ghost running out of the God Stone Space.

Ling Luoyu gave him a look with contempt: "Fatty, what are you doing?"

At the end of the eyes, he casually glanced at the direction of the divine stone space.

The next second, she was stunned.

A pair of bloody hands appeared on the barrier of the divine stone space.

The hand was still grasping in the void, as if he wanted to grab a life-saving straw.

"Fat man!"

She let out a low voice, turned around and picked up a wooden stick at her feet and threw it to Feng Chenglin.

Feng Chenglin quickly reacted, and handed over it with one hand and suddenly poked into the barrier.

Suddenly, his hand stopped.

"There is something..."

There seems to be some resistance behind the divine stone space.

Then, his face changed and he suddenly pulled back the wooden stick.

The end of the retracted stick seemed to have been bitten by something, uneven and sharp at the edges.

"Three Young Master!"

He thoughtfully handed the wooden stick to Ling Luoyu, turned his head and looked at the bloody hands that were still struggling.

With a frown, he suddenly took two steps back.

"Get out of here!"

He casually untied his belt, buckled it with one hand, and swung his gloves into the space barrier.

Immediately, he took a breath and his belt stretched straight.

"San Young Master, I'm trapped!"

"pull!"

Ling Luoyu gave the order, and Feng Chenglin suddenly used force to pull the belt and pulled it hard.

"Pooh"

A slight sound of breaking through the air in the space barrier was heard, and then a bloody man was pulled out of the barrier.

"How could this happen?" This was the first time Mo Xing saw such a thing and stood there in shock.

Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin were used to such variables. After looking at each other, they walked forward slowly with caution.

The man who was pulled out was still alive, covered in blood on his body, and his skin didn't look that way.

"San Young Master, why do I feel something is wrong?" Feng Chenglin noticed something strange and his expression changed slightly: "Is there something missing in his body...?"

When Mo Xing heard this, he woke up and walked over: "What is missing?"

Judging from the eyes, the man's hands, feet and facial features were all there, and although his expression was mottled, there was no sign of any wounds there.

Just by looking at it, he really didn't see anything missing.

Ling Luoyu stared at the divine stone space with a faint look: "What's the matter?"

"No matter what it is, it's not considered a human being!" Feng Chenglin gritted his teeth and was shocked: "Killing people is just a little bit, and this is... too cruel!"

Mo Xing was anxious: "What did you see? Why didn't I see what he was missing?"

Feng Chenglin bit his lip: "Skin!"

"…what?" Mo Xing didn't react for a moment, "What skin?"

The next second, he suddenly realized and looked at Feng Chenglin in extreme shock, unable to believe it.

"You, you mean, he, his quilt, was peeled off?"

"Isn't you going to see it yourself?" Feng Chenglinnu's lips signaled him to approach: "You didn't see this guy's obvious injury!?"

As early as the moment his hands reached out of the barrier, he realized something was wrong, otherwise he would not have reacted like that.

Mo Xing frowned and looked at the bloody man in disbelief.

"What kind of person must be that hurt you... like this?"
Chapter completed!