Like a snake, yet not a snake, it's unclear whether it has evolved or devolved.
And all the women's faces are very uniform, almost all in the same style.
Li Zhiyuan suspected that this image was probably the woman's real face on the bed; she had become a snake, and the snakes had turned into her.
They were emerging.
At first along the door frame, then erupting from above, dense and numerous, almost like a black torrent, within which countless identical faces squeezed each other forming a hideous smile.
"Fuck!"
Tan Wenbin couldn't help but curse loudly.
The others felt the same; had they chosen to rush into the room before, wouldn't they have fallen directly into this mess?
Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle.
Most gecko snakes were climbing along the upper part of the underground palace, accompanied by the "ignition" of the Bone Fire Pile, with a large number of fireflies gathered above. They were feasting on the fireflies.
