C495 The Debate Was Already Meaningless.

The black mist let out a strange sound. She said that she was singing a lullaby, but it was more like a ghost whispering in the abyss of the wall. In the dark basement of the mental hospital, there was a middle-aged woman who looked like a ghost lying on the baby's bed. Inside was a baby with a tiger's head and a tiger's body. He was holding a milk bottle and drinking it