Fat and white, like silkworms, covered in saliva crawling all over the mouth.

All of us shivered and hurriedly exclaimed.

Looking at the expressions on our faces, Xiaoli realized something was wrong. Immediately, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and dug out several worms. The mucus from the worms flowed down his fingers.

Xiaoli's expression turned into one of terror, desperately digging his throat.

He bent over, vomiting frantically, tears and snot streaming down. His face turned red from choking.

He vomited more and more worms, burying Xiaoli's shoes, and a foul smell permeated the air.

The leader stood far away.

The entire hall echoed with Xiaoli's heart-wrenching screams. He knelt down on the ground, reaching out his hand to the nearest leader.

The leader kept stepping back.

Xiaoli's face became pitiful and fearful. Trembling, he stroked his stomach and stood up.

That's when we saw that his belly was extremely swollen!

The ceiling fan spun faster and faster. The fan blades became invisible, spinning at a speed that seemed transparent.

And Xiaoli was standing directly under the ceiling fan.

It seemed like the fan was about to fall.