C69 A Death Party

The white moonlight sprinkled over the island, but most of the light was blocked by the dense rainforest.

The nameless dormitory had about ten floors, rows of rooms, doors and windows were long gone, only the rough outline was left.

Xiao Yang leaned on the windowsill and looked into the distance. The moonlight shone on his face, and the floor under his feet was five or six stories high