The badly mutilated corpses were neatly arranged in a row, exuding a sense of anxiety.
In the thick fog of the forest, this scene was extremely strange, making people feel a chill in their hearts.
"What is he doing? is he going to take these corpses out? should we follow him?"
Seeing this, the young man in the suit said in a puzzled tone. He obviously didn't understand what the cultivator in the short coat was going to do.
However, the words of the cultivator in short-sleeved made the young man in the suit quite tempted, and he looked eager to try.
To him, as long as he could leave this damned place, what was the harm in taking some risks?
"Even if what he said is true, do you dare to follow him out?"
The black-clothed woman sneered as if she was looking at an idiot. She knew that there was something wrong with the cultivator, but she still wanted to follow him. Was there something wrong with her brain?
