"Fuck!"
I just went home to visit a grave during the Qingming Festival. The road was slippery on a rainy day and I accidentally fell. Isn't it possible for him to cross over?
However, the reality did not allow Jieyang to think too much, and he did not know which god he had offended. There were dead heads under his feet, and the thick bloody smell around him almost suffocated him to death.
Ugh——
He was so frightened that he ran away, vomiting while running. The scene was truly amazing.
Direct social death.
After running for some distance, he dared to stop, not knowing where this place was.
As far as the eye can see, there are all big trees that cover the sky and the sun, *ma...
Jie Yang was exhausted and collapsed on the ground. Zhenma was about to cry. What the hell had he come to? He had to give him a hint!
Suddenly, a strange memory jumped into his mind——
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
