"What's that sound?"
White Hair squinted, instantly becoming alert.
Are there rats in the ruins?
Considering how abnormal these ruins are... even the snakes outside are thirty to fifty meters long, the rats must weigh at least a few tons.
Thinking of this, Young Master Yin's face started to turn a bit green.
Gulp.
I'm so skinny, with little meat, please don't eat me.
White Hair got up to take a look behind, but as soon as he stood up, that squeaking sound disappeared.
Why is it silent now?
Don't you know I'm quite unsettled right now?
But the curiosity remained, so with the fearless spirit of 'not courting death won't lead to death,' White Hair craned his neck to look back.
Then his gaze crossed over the boulders.
Amid the golden light, those eyes were staring directly at him.
Those eyes, clearly on a human face, didn't resemble human eyes at all, the gaze was stiff yet emitted a creepy feeling.
The suit was stained with blood plasma...
