Most importantly, will Acha appear?

Ning Hong leaned against the wall, closed her eyes, and pondered for a long time.

He spent the night on the mountain. The night sky, which was originally full of stars, suddenly started to rain. Helpless, he could only hide in a small cave.

The cave was cold and damp. If he hadn't carried a lot of things with him, he probably would have been half-dead by the end of the day.

The yin energy here is too strong.

Whether it was her imagination or not, he seemed to hear human screams mixed in with the biting cold wind.

It seems that this era is not safe.

He must heal his wounds as quickly as possible and then figure out the identity and mission of this body.

That's how you survive.

He used his special ability to slightly heal his wounds.

Most of his wounds were not very deep, except for the one on his leg, which was so deep that the bone was visible.

In particular, he had also lain among piles of dead bodies.

I don't know if I'll get infected.

Therefore, the wound on the leg must be treated as soon as possible.

Just as the wound on her leg was healing little by little, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Ning Hongze's hand.

Ning Hong shuddered violently, almost screaming out loud.

"Damn, I almost peed my pants."

Whether it's a person or a ghost, he's going to give it a good beating. How can you scare people like that? "What are you?"

The owner of the hand did not answer him, but instead held the green light in his hands and swallowed it.

His hair was loose.

It covered his entire face.

Ning Hong grabbed the man's hair and pulled him over.

"Come here, let me see what this thing of yours actually looks like. You think you can scare me?"

Ning Hong then brushed his hair aside.

A familiar face suddenly came into view.

“Acha—”