Chapter 50: The Real World and the False Dreamland

Everyone sees the world differently.

Chen Yan didn't understand how Wang Yunxiao could face these monsters so calmly.

Yes, monsters.

The large black rat in Wang Yunxiao's eyes was a profoundly terrifying creature in her view.

That wasn't just any rat, it was clearly a fierce beast! It opened its gaping mouth, showing its full set of sharp, menacing fangs, which even had strands of blood-red meat from some animal hanging from them.

Its fur was so dense and heavy, just like human hair... No, more like the hair of a Drowned Ghost, wet and gloomy, emitting the foul stench of a bloated, rotting corpse under the smoke of fire.

And that Third Master Ding, he looked even more sinister and frightening.

He was as thin as a stick, his skin dry and yellow like aged talisman paper, his voice as raspy as sawing wood.

Many children hung from his body.