"Run!..."

"help!..."

"over!..."

……

the children fled like birds and beasts.

the black air on the face of the black clothes boils like boiling water, and the black air between the hands is dark and shining. All of a sudden, he shouted out, "don't go! Stay with me! Those who kill the guards will be rewarded with ghosts, and they will have a hundred years of Yin life! "

compared with their own souls, the ghosts would not pay attention to this little reward, and now they are frantically losing.

the popularity of black clothes was so bad that suddenly the black group in hand was raised. The murmur came...