C13 You Are Concerned about Me

"Nai Dong, run!" Yin Qijin shouted as she saw another tuft of black hair rushing towards her.

Xia Nai Dong was just a kid. Before he could figure out the situation, he was already tangled in a ball of black hair.

The ghost woman crawled slowly toward them, lifted her head, grinned, and bared her neat rows of sharp teeth