He looked up at the sky, feeling lost.

What about me?

What should I do?

I have to feed the chickens soon!

…

Ghostland.

The sky was dark and gloomy, with blood and dim colors flowing alternately, like an invisible giant mouth of an abyss, trying to swallow everything in. At a glance, bones piled up into mountains, blood gathered into rivers, and the strong smell of blood and putrefaction hit our faces.

Come.

It's as soft as sand underfoot.

It creaks when stepped on.

Naturally, it is not real sand, but bone powder formed by weathering of countless white bones is spread on the ground. I don’t know how thick it is. Dots of green light are looming, densely packed and countless, like will-o’-the-wisps.

"this……"

Although Yuan Xiaoxia is very courageous, she is only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl after all. When she saw this scene, her scalp was numb with horror, "These...are all people!"

What you see before your eyes.

More than 90% of the bones in the Mountain of Bones are human bones!

even……
Chapter completed!