One by one, the bodies around Lu Xin were already dead.
Their faces turned pale, and their eyes were cold and crazy.
Even though they were already dead, Lu Xin could still see the changes in their bodies when they became so emotional. He saw one pale and transparent soul after another struggling to crawl out of their bodies like cicadas that had just left their shells.
These souls looked exactly the same as when they were injured.
It was just that in that cold gaze, there was some kind of hatred that was burning like a wildfire.
At the same time, their bodies began to show signs of distortion.
Her eyes were sunken, and her limbs were slender. She floated gently in the wind, trembling slowly.
..
when the fact that I'm already dead is revealed, I'll become a spiritual monster? "