Xia Xin suddenly felt that his body was about to be twisted, and a feeling of pain that made him cover his stomach, kneel down with fatigue, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"I can't move... I don't have the strength..."

Why?

What happened?

Xia Xin completely didn't understand the current situation.

The strength of my body seemed to be drained in an instant, and my stomach seemed to be about to crack.

Xia Xin opened his mouth, but could only make a few whispers, and the power of his body was losing at a terrifying speed.

Gradually, even my fingers and my mouth couldn't move...

The melodious flute sound continued.

Qian'er just looked at the fallen Xia Xin, then came to Xia Xin's eyes, slowly squatted down and said, "Brother, I'm possessed by an evil ghost..."

"..." Xia Xin almost felt that his life was losing rapidly.

Qian'er blinked her eyes and said with a confused look on her face, "It seems...it hurts a lot."

Xia Xin's vision was gradually blurred. This pain was fatal. No matter how strong his patience was, tears were hurt. His eyes, ears, nose, and five senses were gradually losing. In the end, even his consciousness was blurred...
Chapter completed!