Don't You Talk Too Much?

In the spacious hall, there were human skeletons in strange postures, and many beams were hanging.

Under the red candlelight, the skeleton cast strange shadows. Accompanied by the rotten and bloody smell that rushed to their heads, the scene made them feel as if they were in Yama Hall, and they were at the lowest level.

"What the hell is this place?"

"Miss Yun Ran, let's leave this place quickly!"

The secret guard instinctively felt that this godforsaken place was not safe, so he persuaded Yun Ran to leave.

Yun Ran did not feel anything. She stood with a calm expression, and even her breathing was quite stable.

"If you're not feeling well, you can wait outside. I'm fine."

She was really fine. The zombie nest in the apocalypse was much more disgusting and smelly than this place.

As they were conversing, a person walked out from the darkness of the inner hall.