He looked at the town again, pedestrians and hawkers. In this dark night, a hazy and "animal" town appeared in front of Mo Yu.

Mo Yu slowly walked into the town with his sister in his arms.

The gorgeously dressed nobles, beggars begging along the street, the masons sitting on the roof repairing the houses and talking and laughing. If it weren't for the twisted tentacles connected to them, and the darkness of this ordinary person's fingers, Mo Yu would even think that this was an ordinary town.

‘They’ are pretending to be alive.

"Brother, let me down."

Mo Yue in his arms said softly.

Mo Yu knew that his sister's detailed analysis and observation ability were better than him. He looked at her face that had recovered some colors and carefully put her down.

"Ahem,"

With his feet on the ground, Mo Yue covered his mouth and coughed twice. The "cold" brought by the remaining power of the Golden Mother Yuanjun is a bit similar to a severe cold. Dizziness and weakness stimulating her body all the time, making her basically unable to do a slightly more intense exercise, but it is still okay to take a few steps.

She covered her mouth and walked forward a few steps, looking around at the pedestrians and buildings around her, her gait was gentle and her figure was like a weak willow Fufeng. Finally, the little girl stopped in front of a dilapidated courtyard gate and turned to look at Mo Yu.

"Brother, look at this."

Mo Yu stretched his head and said that the courtyard gate was already worn out. At this moment, the gate was closed, and a line of twisted and chaotic fonts were engraved on the old wooden door.
Chapter completed!