Youzi Mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, the dense forest road was rarely frequented by people.
The surroundings were damp and dark, with white cloth hanging from trees, yellow paper scattered on the ground, and coffin wood seen everywhere.
The eerie and horrifying scene turned Xiao Feiyuan's face pale with fright.
"Senior Sister Lu… this… are you sure this is Youzi Mountain and not the Chaotic Tomb Mound?"
Xiao Feiyuan involuntarily stepped back in fear, standing behind Lin Tian, and said with a trembling voice to Lu Jie.
Lin Tian also furrowed his brows, his gaze falling on Lu Jie with an inquisitive look.
At this moment.
Lu Jie's face was also somewhat unnatural.
But it was only unnaturalness, she showed no trace of fear at the scene, seemingly already accustomed to it.
Behind them, Zhang Hu and Shen Gaiyun just chuckled and shook their heads, looking at Xiao Feiyuan's out-of-form expression with disdain.
