Zhou Ze stood where he was and didn't move. He wasn't scared by such a scene. Zhou Ze even reached out his finger and tried to stir it into the mouth of the face.
He opened the lips,
there were teeth inside, but not just teeth,
there was also solid sand.
This was a face that was filled with sand. It was exquisite and firm, and its expression was frozen. It was like a "Stone sculpture "standing there.
"F * ck!"
The old Daoist just casually looked in the direction of the boss. When he saw the face in the bark, he was so scared that he shivered. Then, he saw the boss using his finger to tease the small mouth of that face,
he was so scared that the old Daoist shivered again.
Zhang Yanfeng took a deep breath and walked over. He suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said,
"This is one of the people who died in the tomb at the beginning."
"OH."
Zhou Ze replied,
he nodded.
