The sound of laughter and squalling overlapped, continuously echoed in between the ice walls. A white-robed youth lightly poked his leader, "Xiaoyao, what are they so happy about?"
Hua Xiaoyao stared in bewilderment at Wen Leyang, Liu Zheng, the giant pangolin and the others. He muttered to himself, "They are all f*cking crazy!"
The laughter suddenly vanished. They turned around abruptly. Their gloomy and ghastly gaze stared straight at the white-robed youth!
Hua Xiaoyao's heart thudded loudly. His gaze was distracted as he backed away for two steps. Just as he was about to give a forced laugh and explain, the group of madmen started laughing wildly and loudly again. They stretched out their hands and pointed at him. They laughed so hard their tears were splattering. They laughed so hard that their saliva was flowing; they laughed so hard they were tumbling to the right and left as if they were watching the most interesting event in the world.
