C172 The Cold Basement

The castle was very clean, and White almost couldn't wait to walk in front. The lights in the corridor were voice-controlled, following the footsteps of the two. The sections were lit up, and the surroundings were filled with strange and distorted paintings. Xue Xue swept her gaze over and saw that the painting in the glass frame had a gloomy color. It was as if the door to hell had been opened