บท 345: Langshu's True End!

Tick-Tock. Tick-Tock. 

Another 10 minutes passed, with Dorian executing Langshu's divine punishment. 

The audience had pale faces, watching the vibrant and beautiful Langshu transform into what she currently looked. 

Her skin was stained with a sickly yellowish tone, and her back permanently arched downwards like an elderly person.

She began to limp on one foot, and her hair looked too thin for a person her age. Not to talk of the fact that it turned white overnight. 

But maybe where the heavens gave her a way out was that she still looked somewhat good-looking facially, with no boils and pimples in sight. 

But when taking a whiff of that foul stench emitting from her, who would care about her beauty, now average-looking face?

Everyone pinned their noses with their fingers, finding her stench intolerable. 

Sure... It wasn't as unbearable as those emitting from those creatures.