C495 Hair like snow tears like blood

In the bright moonlight, in a quiet and empty region, a figure covered in black fur was standing, his face constantly revealed a struggling expression. After an unknown amount of time had passed, he suddenly let out a sharp hiss, and following that, a wave of faint black smoke rose from the top of his head.

Not only that, when the Ghost God's Perception took control of Xiao Hui's body