C617 The Villagers of the White Snake Under the Eight Li Tun(2)

"Master... Master..."

A faint voice came from outside the door.

It wasn't as eerie as the shadow from yesterday, but it sounded terrifying to Fann Helsing.

Can't you demons and devils talk nicely? Why do you have to drag the last word out for so long?

"I have something to ask of you..."

"If, if you have something to ask, just say it..." Fann Helsing called out timidly to the door