Chapter 455

Yang Fan felt like his bones were falling apart, and it seemed like one or two ribs were also broken.

The pain was truly heart-piercing and bone-deep.

Zhou Wenhui didn't leave but stood firmly in front of Yang Fan to protect him.

She was like the protective hen she had resembled in the game earlier, spreading her arms and shouting at Wei Juan who was crawling over the roof, "I know you're not Wei Juan anymore, whatever you want, come at me!"

"Oh, yes... hahaha," Wei Juan laughed hideously. "The whimpers and fear of people about to die are just wonderful!"

Though her face was entwined with dense veins like tree roots and looked blue, her condition seemed much more stable than before. Those earlier screams must have been Mr. Fan performing his magic remotely.

However, it seemed that his magic hadn't caused much damage to Wei Juan.