C907 Dungeon(1)

Dung Yazhen fell asleep in the dungeon, her face constantly dripping onto her face.

"Drip, drip ~" The sound of dripping water fell into the puddle, making this dark dungeon seem especially sinister.

Dung Yazhen felt the cold and the pain coming from her body, and she slowly opened her eyes.

"Hiss ~" Dung Yazhen groaned.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that everything around her was black