"Monster!!!"
The person before her was clad in rags, looking like a savage from the wilderness. The skin visible beneath the tatters was decaying, emitting a foul, nauseating stench. As it stiffened its neck to turn, the sound of grinding cartilage—a distinct *creak-creak*—echoed through the silent forest, sending shivers down one's spine. Its eyes, devoid of pupils and swallowed by an abyss of black, seemed to pull anyone who looked into them into a bottomless pit.
"What the hell? A zombie?!!" Murong Yunsheng’s eyes went wide.
Chapter 234