Three meters...
Two meters...
One meter...
Almost there!
Yang Xiaocan's face lit up with surprise and joy as she successfully broke through the coffins' blockade and rushed to the moon gate!
Thankfully, perhaps because that fool voluntarily crawled into the coffin and fed the ghost, it made it so easy for her to get over.
No matter what, I will let you remain in my memory for a while, as a token of gratitude.
Glancing back at the five coffins, Yang Xiaocan's gaze lingered for a moment on the one Bai Yanliang entered, silently saying words that moved her heart.
Then she immediately turned around, eager to leave.
At that moment, as Yang Xiaocan turned, she bumped directly into someone.
So cold...
The sensation from the other's body first made Yang Xiaocan feel cold; suddenly, the hair on her body stood up.
Terrified, Yang Xiaocan looked up and saw the bloodless face of Ou Zheng; his head swayed unsteadily, as if it could fall off at any moment...
...
"Crack—"
