Anning and Xiao Yuan ran into Mao Xiaoxiao and Nangong Shu again when they left.
The two of them looked utterly miserable; Nangong Shu was injured, blood streaming down his arm.
Mao Xiaoxiao was besieged by several ghosts. She took out a lot of talismans, but those ghosts seemed to never truly die inside the Deceit Realm. Every time Mao Xiaoxiao killed one, it would revive again after a short while, which made her anxious as well.
"Brother Xiao, help us."
Seeing Xiao Yuan, Mao Xiaoxiao called out urgently.
Xiao Yuan acted as if he hadn't seen her at all, holding Anning's hand as he left.
The entire town was now shrouded in a layer of gray mist. The sun could no longer be seen; everything was hazy, and all around came the shrill cries of ghosts.
Those wandering in the streets were no longer people, but all ghosts.
The ghosts' expressions were numb as they drifted back and forth along the streets, wanting to pounce and tear at any living person they saw.
