The little boy's body was very dirty. Its body was blurry and at the same time, it revealed an unprecedented weakness.
Its condition wasn't good. It seemed to be in great pain and its body continued to tremble.
Upon noticing Xu Qing walking over, it slowly lifted its head. Its expression was extremely dispirited and it almost couldn't open its eyes. However, it still revealed a smile to Xu Qing and tried its best to stand up to follow and continue protecting him.
However, it couldn't do it anymore. In the end, it could only look at Xu Qing helplessly. It opened its mouth as though it wanted to say something but couldn't.
Compared to its usual liveliness, the little boy at this moment made one instinctively feel pity.
Xu Qing's expression changed. He sat down and observed the little boy carefully.
He gradually realized that the source of the other party's agony was a swirling wisp of black gas writhing within its body.