"What the hell is this thing?"
"It looks pretty abstract."
Jiang Qiao gazed at the monster. Its build was quite similar to a human's, but the proportions were extremely strange. Its limbs were slender and thin, with twisted joints as if it had been forcibly stretched out.
It had no face, its head as smooth as a freshly peeled egg.
Its entire body's skin was a grayish-white.
There was even a layer of mucus on the surface.
Altogether, it didn't look human at all, being extremely disgusting and making one want to smash it to pieces with a hammer.
This monster had actually been tailing Luo Mo the whole time.
The rustling noises Luo Mo heard initially were made by it.
Later, Luo Mo thought it had left.
That wasn't the case at all.
This creepy thing had followed right behind Luo Mo, sniffing out his scent.
You wouldn't believe it.
It even knew how to conceal its movements.
Just like Voldemort.
Right now, it was crouching at the doorway, poking around with its featureless face where a nose should have been, though it was unclear whether it could smell the human scent inside.
"Brother."
"You picked a bad time to come."
"I'm watching a show."
"Sorry to wrong you."
Jiang Qiao's gaze flickered slightly, and a thin gray line instantly pierced through the void, landing on the monster.
The monster was just about to reach out and push the door open to go inside and enjoy a midnight snack.
Suddenly, it froze violently.
Its body felt as though something had nailed it firmly in place.
It tried to struggle.
However, its entire body felt as if it had been given away to someone else, completely refusing to obey its bad intentions.
Then.
The next second.
Its body began to