C118 Dioscorea zingiberensis

Just as she was feeling lonely, a figure walked towards her.

"Little girl, everyone else is gone, why aren't you running?"

The voice was crisp and pleasant to the ears, and it carried a cold magnetism, just like the laughter she had heard earlier.

Chen Mu Mu then raised his eyes, borrowing the light from the torch to size him up completely.

He was only 18 or 19 years old