C840 The Dog God Mountain's Goodwill
"What's behind me?"
Lin Miaoran's heart raced as she suddenly felt a chilling sensation, like a cold snake pressed against her back.
Goosebumps erupted across her skin at the eerie touch.
"If you dare lay a finger on her, you'll never rise again," Chu Yan warned with a frosty glare toward whatever was behind Lin Miaoran.
In that moment, he clasped the pattern on his left hand