Chapter: 6
He really felt like he could sell his soul to the devil just for a sip of water.�
�Huo!�
A rough breath came from his lips.
His mouth was dry and cracked like a dry paddy field, and his upper and lower lips were glued together. In such a situation, the sound of harsh breathing was squeezed out and it hurt as if his flesh was being torn.
The more force was applied to the abdomen, the harsher breath flowed out, making it painful for Pyo-wol. Still, Pyo-wol did not stop giving strength to his abdomen.
He didn�t want to be hungry anymore.
He didn�t want to be thirsty any more.
So, to turn over, he applied strength to the abdomen.
He struggled to transmit the power from his abdomen to his limbs.
He had been motionless for a long time, and his whole body was as dry as firewood.
If he had time to spare, he would have studied how to slowly revive his muscles, but unfortunately he didn�t have much time left.
If he keeps on waiting like this, he will soon run out of breath.
He had to move before that.
�Kkeueu!�
In the darkness, a groan like the cry of a beast rang out.
Pyo-wol really did everything he could to death.
His body trembled slightly as if his efforts had paid off.
The excitement grew, and when it finally reached its peak, Pyo-wol exploded the ever-gathering power in a short time.
�Kerhyuk!�
With a scream, Pyo-wol�s body flipped.
He felt the touch of the floor on his chin and forehead.
Pyo-wol shivered at the terrifyingly cold yet humid feeling. After a moment, Pyo-wol began desperately crawling towards the place where he could hear the sound of the running water.
He wriggled like a snake and advanced a little.
Sark! Sark!
His jaw was torn and blood flowed on the floor, but Pyo-wol did not stop moving.
Time passed like an apocalypse.�(??? ?? ??? ????.)
He finally managed to stop himself and reach the wall.
Blood splattered as he hit his forehead against the wall, but Pyo-wol didn�t even feel pain.
Pyo-wol stuck out his tongue.
His tongue touched the wall. JrNovels.com
�Huo!�
A rough breath came from his lips.
His mouth was dry and cracked like a dry paddy field, and his upper and lower lips were glued together. In such a situation, the sound of harsh breathing was squeezed out and it hurt as if his flesh was being torn.
The more force was applied to the abdomen, the harsher breath flowed out, making it painful for Pyo-wol. Still, Pyo-wol did not stop giving strength to his abdomen.
He didn�t want to be hungry anymore.
He didn�t want to be thirsty any more.
So, to turn over, he applied strength to the abdomen.
He struggled to transmit the power from his abdomen to his limbs.
He had been motionless for a long time, and his whole body was as dry as firewood.
If he had time to spare, he would have studied how to slowly revive his muscles, but unfortunately he didn�t have much time left.
If he keeps on waiting like this, he will soon run out of breath.
He had to move before that.
�Kkeueu!�
In the darkness, a groan like the cry of a beast rang out.
Pyo-wol really did everything he could to death.
His body trembled slightly as if his efforts had paid off.
The excitement grew, and when it finally reached its peak, Pyo-wol exploded the ever-gathering power in a short time.
�Kerhyuk!�
With a scream, Pyo-wol�s body flipped.
He felt the touch of the floor on his chin and forehead.
Pyo-wol shivered at the terrifyingly cold yet humid feeling. After a moment, Pyo-wol began desperately crawling towards the place where he could hear the sound of the running water.
He wriggled like a snake and advanced a little.
Sark! Sark!
His jaw was torn and blood flowed on the floor, but Pyo-wol did not stop moving.
Time passed like an apocalypse.�(??? ?? ??? ????.)
He finally managed to stop himself and reach the wall.
Blood splattered as he hit his forehead against the wall, but Pyo-wol didn�t even feel pain.
Pyo-wol stuck out his tongue.
His tongue touched the wall. JrNovels.com
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