Chapter 387: Earthquake in Dongqing (XIX)

A servant felt his throat constrict, and he whispered, "Langjun… Is she alive?"

His voice was particularly soft, as if he didn't want to disturb her. Everyone else around them was quiet.

Jiang Pengji passed the torch to the servant and said coldly, "She is dead… Help me by lifting the torch. The child is still alive."

The servant obeyed. He took two steps back and shifted the angle of the light to prevent the shadows from impeding her vision.

Jiang Pengji descended to the ruins. She moved the heavy items away that were crushing the woman. The beams had broken both of her legs.

The audience members in the live streaming room did not dare watch. Even the activities on the bullet screen halted. None dared to comment or discuss anything, as if afraid they would disturb the dead spirits.