C738 Parasitic Ghost

The moment Murong Xuan's voice fell, the entire room instantly became silent.

Yao Lin was stunned.

For some reason, his heart was beating non-stop. It was beating faster and faster, like a drum beat that was getting faster and faster. Sometimes it was loud, and sometimes it was not.

His two trembling legs were unable to stand steadily, like dried branches that could not withstand the wind