The next second, Jian Zhen fell out of thin air, sprawling on the ground and vomiting blood.
Feng Cheng was taken aback; this person who was seizing Bai Ruozhu's small world was actually vomiting black blood!
"His skin is turning black too, could it be..." Bai Ruozhu cried out in shock, but soon was delighted. She sneered at Jian Zhen, "How is it, doesn't feel good, does it? Did you really think you could handle someone else's things?"
Jian Zhen gasped in pain, unwilling to accept the truth, "How is this possible? How can this be? It's already mine, why am I still being backlashed?"
"You just said you were lucky to find someone with a secret treasure, but did you ever consider that not everyone is worthy to possess heaven-defying luck?" Bai Ruozhu said, delivering a kick to Jian Zhen's chest, knocking him to the ground.
Jian Zhen's skin turned blacker, and he kept vomiting blood, but he was unwilling, muttering incessantly, "Impossible, impossible, it's mine, it's mine!"
