C141 Devilish dance

Xu Wanjun!

When I heard this name, I looked towards Jiang Xinyu's back in shock. That woman who had the same terrified face as her, the woman who had knocked me against the wall and drew the strange portrait, on the wall, with my blood sketching the outline, we saw the strange and terrifying picture.

The people holding hands as they walked down the stairs, as well as the shocking blood pool