Not Wang Xue?
A huge fear brewed in his heart, sending cold shivers from his spine all the way to his head. Xiao You swallowed, feeling a little lucky. She stared at the woman a few meters away with wide eyes.
The woman also raised her head. Her face had been rotten for many years. It looked fragmented. There were no eyeballs in her eyes. It was dark and the space had began to bleed.
Xiao You's mouth was slowly expanding, and so was the woman's mouth. The corner of her mouth was cracked all the way to the root of her ear, and thick black blood flowed out, like making a silent roar towards Xiao You.
Old corpse of the mountain village! Although it was out of the times, Xiao You's mind thought about the traumatic events of her childhood. Maybe she was too scared. She could not even scream, and her legs were too disoriented to stand still.
