C390 The mirror of hallucination

"Xiao Chen, hold on tight, let's go up." Yue Liusu loosened his grip on the Skirt and slowly walked up the stairs while supporting himself on the stone wall.

"Right." Xiao Chen nodded, holding onto Yue Liusu's wide sleeves even tighter.

Yue Liusu walked forward very carefully. The top of her head was a patch of pitch-black darkness, and there were even occasional drops of ice-cold