"Gulp."
The sound of swallowing saliva rang out.
The screams were suddenly subdued into deathly silence.
In a flash, there came the hissing sound of tens of gusts of wind, the scattered ghost fires igniting again around the fat-faced ghost.
The firelight reflected off each other.
It was a mass of ghosts, each with different forms, squeezed together.
They were surrounded by a circle of "flesh and skin," with sharp fangs growing all around, as if they were being "eaten" by something.
"I..."
Hongniang's eyes were already blurred.
In fact, the Golden Apricot had a night vision function, but she didn't know if it would work in this darkness.
But now, her fingertips were so cold that they were hard to lift, and she didn't dare to illuminate this world from the bottom of her heart.
She was afraid of revealing something even more terrifying!
"Hah!"
But fear was useless.
A huge ghost fire ignited itself above.
