However, as song qingxiao and the others approached, the group of escapees could not help but shiver.
"Where is this place?" After making sure that these people could understand the language of the trial-takers, number six was overjoyed and took the lead to ask.
However, what responded to him was a dead silence. Those people lowered their heads, like puppets on strings that could not speak. They just leaned against each other and tried to keep a distance from the outsiders.
Number six waited for a while, but no one spoke. He couldn't help but get anxious and took a step forward.
His movements were too big, and the group of people were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bow. They subconsciously wanted to hide from the slightest movement.
As the number six clothes brushed against each other, the fleeing crowd began to retreat again. Song qingxiao quickly said, "
"Don't move!"
