Bab 337: Chapter 332 Ghosts

Mist Smoke Mountain, within the underground Yin River.

Chen Mu was rapidly flying through the narrow crevices between the rocks.

He had just squeezed his body sideways into a cave about three to five meters tall when Chen Mu couldn't help but shudder all over.

"Junior Brother, where are you going?" A familiar figure with a sinister smile stood in the depths of the cave.

How did this madman get ahead of me?!

Looking at the sinister figure slowly floating toward him, Chen Mu involuntarily took a step back.

The next moment, Chen Mu's vision blurred, and Sun Wuhuan suddenly vanished from the spot.

This is bad!

Chen Mu's pupils suddenly narrowed.

Before he could react, he felt a cold breath blown on his neck.

A chill instantly spread from his head to his feet, pervading his entire body.

Chen Mu turned his head as if it were rusted.

He saw Sun Wuhuan's chubby, smiling face, which had somehow ended up resting on his shoulder.

It seemed to notice Chen Mu's gaze.