C2543 Was He Late?

"Hee Xiaohua."

Hee Xiaolian laid on the ground with her back facing the wall. She felt as if her bones, muscles, and skin were being roasted by a raging fire. She was in so much pain that she could not even bare her teeth. "Did you die?"

"I... I still have a breath left."

Hee Xiaohua's weak voice came from not far away, "But I don't think I can hold on for long