C288 Hundred corpse beetle(part ii)

"Yun Chuan, your face …" I stood where I was, not daring to approach.

"What happened to my face?" Yun Chuan was unable to move at the moment. He shook his head, but no matter how he shook it, he could not see his own face.

"Don't move." I picked up the white cloth from the ground and placed it on top of my palm.

The feeling was very itchy, as if he had touched the fur of a young cub