Suddenly, Fang Zhixing grabbed her arm and jerked back violently.
"What's wrong?"
Ning Yuesu was startled.
Fang Zhixing stared at the half-face, gesturing for her to look.
Ning Yuesu focused her eyes and immediately got goosebumps.
The eye on that half-face had turned direction and was staring intently at her.
Even that eye, emanating some sort of human emotion, was conveying something to her.
Ning Yuesu gasped, "Is this person still alive?"
Fang Zhixing shook his head, "Rather than saying alive, it's more like... he can't die!"
The flesh all over the ground was constantly wriggling, maintaining its vitality.
The engulfed person might have been alive all the time, but it was a fate worse than death!
Just as this thought crossed his mind, the half-face suddenly moved, twisting its head to reveal the other half.
But that half of the face had no eyes, bones, or other structural features, just blood-stained flesh.
Sizzle~
The next moment, an arm stretched out.