C60 The infant spirit of the underground clinic

In front of him was the baby moving in the painting.

Behind him, too.

The sound of a baby's wail came from an unknown direction and lingered in the ears of Great Immortal Fang.

He felt the world spinning around him.

Where should he run to?

The long and narrow corridor, which was originally endless, was now just left with white walls and paintings hanging in front and behind