C282 The zombie in the coffin

Not only that, Hu Xiao'er was still looking forward to it.

He was curious to know what the mysterious face of twenty-two years looked like.

If a person had worn a mask for twenty-two years, even he himself would want to know how the mask looked like, let alone other people.

When the corpse poison skin was slowly torn off, Hu Xiao'er's mouth also opened wider and wider.

Pure white forehead