(No system, no heroine, not invincible, Eastern Crusu, a strange world of fear for survival)
The horizontal ladder connecting to the sky was cruelly cut off by the ruthless sharp blade.
There was a strange drama coming from above, like weeping and complaining, sharp and harsh, eerie and terrifying, like a call from the Nine Nether Hell, crying blood: "Eternal life, eternal life, every ghost and every thing is a god."
A madman, shouting crazily among the broken arms and remains.
"Hahaha, hahahaha, I am not a floating person, you can't fool me, you can't fool me."
Looking at his hands covered with blood, his eyes showed fear and madness, "They are coming to eat me, they are coming to eat me."
Holding his head, crying and laughing, "Then who am I? Who am I? They are all lying to me, they are all lying to me, Mu Xing Zhi, He Fan, come and save me, save me, tell me, who am I? Who am I?"
Reader comments
Zhizhiwawa looks like a fairy [OK]
It shouldn't be, it's so wonderful, but there are so few people?
Zhizhiwawa looks like a fairy [OK]
It shouldn't be, it's so wonderful, but there are so few people?