Bab 229: Why Should We Die (3)

"Aooo--" Roundy's little claws tightly held onto Mo Chu's arm, its chubby little face tightly creased together. What's wrong with these people? It feels quite terrifying! Are they preparing to cosplay as magical beasts? No creativity!

Mo Chu mistook Roundy's expression for fear and shook her head slightly. She stretched out her hand and poked its brows. Come on, aren't you a ferocious magical beast? Why are you acting like you want to be comforted?

However... Mo Chu suddenly stopped in her tracks. Her facial features were sharp, and she could hear the constant ringing of mournful howls. It was as if the howls were drilling into her ears!

Mo Chu's eyes could not help but narrow. She looked around. This was no longer the lively District 12 from before, right? This was clearly a gloomy hell on Earth!

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