Jing Yunzhao only wanted to kill him quickly, so she did not even touch his fatal spot. A series of noises came from inside the room, making people's hair stand on end.
Du Rongyang felt as if his entire body was about to split open.
It was not the first time he had done something like this, but it was the first time he had been treated like this. He was terrified, but Jing Yunzhao had stuffed a dead hand into his mouth, and he could not even open his mouth. The smell filled his nose and challenged his nerves, and he almost fainted.
Jing Yunzhao's expression was cold, and it was a little strange in this dark place. Her eyes were as dark as ink, and they were etched into Du Rongyang's soul.
She was scarier than these corpses.
It seemed like she wanted to kill him.
