In the strange ball, in the land of Beijiang.
In a cave, there was a huge white Ghoul corpse beside Jiang Xiao and a bonfire burning in front of him.
He was holding a branch in his hand and skewering a piece of barbecued meat. Although there were no seasonings, the sizzling and oily barbecued meat had already made Jiang Xiao salivate.
"What?" Jiang Xiao suddenly squinted his eyes and turned around to look at the entrance of the cave.
Which blind person would dare to come here?
Aren't there enough corpses to eat?
In addition, most of the creatures on the strange ball had some intelligence. Even the brutal white ghouls and white Ghoul witches knew who they should not provoke.
Jiang Xiao could vaguely hear the sound of footsteps.
People?
Jiang Xiao's heart skipped a beat and he stood up slowly, staring at the entrance of the cave with anticipation.
"Hello, friend, are you Chinese?" A surprised voice was heard. Then, an old man walked in.
