Taking Blood And Stealing Soul

The wind stopped, clouds dispersed, starlights scattered all over the sky, flames on the ground flickered, and sky and ground reflected each other. This was a beautiful scene.

The whole Black Chicken Country is shrouded in this beautiful scenery, like a fairy palace in the dark.

However, the Black Chicken Country, whether human or animal, is not cold and the devil's whisper is ringing in their ears.

Green-Haired Lion murmured in his mouth, and a voice like a fairy and magic sounded over the black chicken country.

"Why is it so cold?" Monk Tang also couldn't help shuddering and felt a ghostly wind blowing on his neck.

It felt as if someone was blowing a chill on his neck. At the same time, he was whispering softly. Monk Tang felt a little sad.

Suddenly, he turned his head and found nothing wrong. There was nothing behind him, but whispering and evil wind were still around him!