Chapter 869 Cruelty (4)

The bloodied figure was hanging from the broken cylinder.

Wind and sand encroachment.

Yellow sand covered his figure, obscuring flesh and blood, and his body looked like an ornament hanging from a flagpole.

Torture has just passed.

Many re-torn wounds have yet to heal.

The wind and sand kept blowing over.

Beads of blood flowed, soaking through the wind and sand, falling to the ground and then being obscured by the distant wind and sand, over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again.

His head hung down and his eyes were closed, as if he were asleep and long dead.

"Wow..."

The sound of water rushing through the air rang in his ears.

The next moment, a large piece of water mixed with a large amount of salt was splashed directly on him.

Salt water mixed with yellow sand seeped into the deep wound, and the piercing pain made his body shiver violently.