C114 Terrifying …

Fang Miaomiao's expression was cold, as if a layer of frost was enveloping her face.

Qingyuan knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly went forward, asking in a low voice: "Heavenly Master Fang, what's wrong?"

"Human skin drum."

Fang Miaomiao said in a serious tone.

"Human skin drum?"

Qingyuan couldn't help but raise her voice. Everyone in the room could hear her