C60 The Cave

Drops of water formed rivulets of water, mixing with the earth and stone of the ground, and in an instant the whole place was filled with a foul stench.

What the hell, what kind of place did Lu Xue Ming write about?

Cheng Luoluo was cursing in her heart. She was holding her nose and holding her skirt. She was stepping over the sewer carefully.

"Liang Shan