C338 The Sad Little Witch Mo(1)

Moh Qinglian panted heavily as she stood surrounded by the undead. Even Moh Qinglian, who spent all her time with the undead, felt her scalp go numb.

Moh Qinglian herself did not know how long he had been fighting. It seemed that since he entered this door, he had been fighting for a very long time. He had been fighting all this time