C1882

"Ah, Wang Yunjie, you dare ?"

The ghost's face was pale, and its hair was disheveled as it looked around at its surroundings.

Not long ago, he had been looking at his surroundings with a sneer on his face. However, he didn't expect that in the next instant, all of his comrades had already been killed, and he was already like a lamp that had run dry.

However