The man in red in the jungle turned his head without Shen Lin making any move.

The half-living and half-dead face was pointed in a certain direction, and the ghost mother was exuding a dangerous aura uncontrollably at that moment, as if there was unimaginable horror there.

Shen Lin saw it, Shen Lin really saw it.

It was an old man, dressed in linen and gray, with age spots on his face. He walked forward with a crutch. Every step he took was slow, but every step was steady. Every tap of the crutch seemed to hit your heart. , making people involuntarily panic.

Horror, great horror!

This old man, who seemed to have half his foot in the coffin, had just leaned out half of his body when he aroused the reaction of the ghost and the ghost mother.

Shen Lin looked at the door and the old man stepping out of the door in the morning sun.

At that moment, two completely different faces appeared on the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau.

Shen Lin was cautious and fearful.

And Ye Zhen, who was beaming with joy and ecstatic.
Chapter completed!