Under the dense trees, there were scattered dry leaves, not a bit of wind, yet the leaves creaked as if a carnivorous demon were gnawing on human bones.
Accompanied by this terrifying sound, a woman's weak and helpless sobbing could be heard beneath the dry leaves.
Suddenly, the ground violently shook, like a fierce earthquake attacking.
The sound of the shaking grew nearer and nearer, closer to the woman under the dry leaves.
The thin clothes on the woman were suddenly torn apart viciously by a giant demonic claw...
"Ah..."
Jian Liangtong abruptly opened her eyes, a pair of clear eyes seemed enchanted by fear, trembling with horror.
Her temples were already soaked with sweat, her face as pale as a ghost.
Jian Liangtong slowly curled herself into a ball, arms wrapped around the fabric on her body, as if hugging an imaginary sense of security.
Jin Jumo pushed the door open from outside the bedroom and heard faint sobs coming from the bed.
