In this fragmented, devastated world, barrenness and deadly silence shrouded every inch of land.
Like a frightened bird, Jiang Runyue had used every ounce of her strength to narrowly escape her pursuers.
At this moment, she was trembling all over, her face as pale as paper, with beads of sweat the size of peas rolling down her forehead. She dared not let down her guard for even a second, using every skill she possessed to completely conceal her aura; the slightest mistake would attract those monsters and bring about certain death.
Chapter 161