Thorn -

The sound of the fabric tearing was like a sharp blade splitting through the tense and oppressive air.

A chill on the shoulder.

Lin Jiang slapped his hands wildly and struggled.

Immediately, a tingling pain spread from the neck socket to the limbs.

The tip of the tooth pierces the flesh.

Lin Jiang twisted his eyebrows in pain.

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