"This is the most dangerous and deeply hidden nightmare."
Simon said to Lann, who was half-sitting on the tombstone.
"The answers found in this nightmare must be incredibly important. That's why I came here and dedicated my time running around."
"You can't even remember how many times this nightmare has reversed itself on you." Lann clicked his tongue in amazement, "To what extent have you explored this nightmare?"
Simon shook his head and said in a somewhat frustrated low voice, "Honestly, I'm still not quite clear."
The whole alley of people had died from the gray blood disease.
The gloomy sunlight from outside couldn't come in, with only occasional gusts of ominous wind rustling through the weeds growing from the brick cracks in the alley, carrying the distinctive bloody scent of those plagued by gray blood disease.
"I only know that the time of this nightmare stretches from yesterday to the night of the hunt that burned down the entirety of Old Yan'an."
