A crow landed on the priest's shoulder, and his sapphire-like eyes stared at Yu Yan.
The surroundings became completely dark.
Yu Yan reached out and grabbed the bird on the priest's body.
The crows fluttered in her hands.
All the surrounding light curtains were shattered.
Still so defeated and dilapidated.
The people around him were like rotten dead trees, no flesh and blood, just piles of bones scattered in the wind.
"Very surprised?"
Yu Yan teased the crow in his hand.
There are still many people unconscious in the house, who have not completely lost their vitality.
These should be some of the people in the city who have disappeared recently.
This is an evil bird, probably raised by someone from the Holy See.
Everything here just now was caused by it, including this matryoshka-like room, which was a dream created by it.
Her practice of the Heart Sutra was not in vain.
"Wake them up."
The bird roared and spit out a few small beads from its throat.
"Why are we here?"
"Are we out yet?"
Li Yu was full of excitement.
