C2925 It Was Even More Terrifying than a Ghost's Cry

However, when he looked at Black Bear, his expression was calm, as if he was used to Black Bear's presence.

On a wintry night in the northern suburbs, the chilly wind would blow. From time to time, there would be howls and howls of ghosts accompanied by the whistling of the cold wind. It was like the night of hundreds of ghosts.

Only Black Bear accompanied Meng Ling closely