C487 Beautiful woman trapped in ancient temple

The night was getting darker.

At the foot of the mountain, a bonfire crackled amidst the rocks, bringing a glimmer of light to the dark wilderness.

Mo Ziying sat beside Gu Hao, tilted her head and looked at her face carefully. From the forehead to the eyebrows, to the nose, to the mouth, to the cheeks, and even to the ears