บท 433: Are you willing to be a side hoe

Boiling hot blood spewed out of the hole in the left chest. It seemed like water that gushed out of the eye of a fountain. However, the eye of the fountain was about the size of a fist. It was crimson and emanated a sticky, bloody stench that was stifling. Furthermore, what gushed out of the 'eye of the fountain' was not water, nor was it blood, but life that was constantly depleting away—if that object still had any life to it.

Shi Xiaobai finally managed to see color in the white world. The blurry black and red gradually turned clear. Of course, it was not considered a gorgeous display of color, but it was not a dull single tone color. However, it purely but complicatedly mixed two commonly seen colors together before painting a picture with color.

However, the picture painted was not of a scenery, but life—a life that was about to wither.