The ghouls in black cloaks crawled out of the ground with hostility like black ghosts.
As soon as they came out, they heard the cheerful voice of a human child. "Baddie, Sweetcake is here. Hehehe… Sweetcake is lying to you. Do you see that? Sweet Cake's little fists are very powerful!"
The group of ghouls looked in the direction of the voice and saw some unfamiliar faces.
Not to mention anything else, the two women and the two children were simply top-notch blood slaves.
In an instant, a few ghouls rushed toward Yun Ran and the others madly.
It was a tacit rule of the ghoul clan that whoever caught the blood slave first would own it.
Who wouldn't want to possess these top-grade blood slaves?
The little packrat clenched her little fists. When she saw the ghouls rushing over, she was extremely excited. "Daddy, they must want to taste the power of Sweetcake's little fists!"
Mo Beiyuan was speechless.
