C1186 Fried Hair

This place was pitch black and was shrouded in a thick fog all year round. The sunlight couldn't penetrate, and every time wind blew past, it would emit waves of whimpers, as if ghosts were miserably crying, a sight that caused one's hair to stand on end!

At least, at this point, Ye Xiaotian, who was always very bold, was getting goosebumps all over his body