C86 (1/2)

The white-haired man with chains on his hands and feet?

It meant that the sound of the chains in her dreams was not the Black and White Impermanence's chains, but their real existence.

The Feng Mochen was filled with doubts. In her mind, she recalled the scene but right at that moment, there was another crashing sound. It was the sound of the iron chains dragging on the ground.

The two of them were shocked as they stared at each other. They felt that they had heard this sound in a dark place, making the quiet place even more eerie and terrifying.

At this moment, the sound of iron chains came closer and closer to the pitch black forest. The two of them looked towards the same direction, and saw the man with the iron chain walking out from the darkness, holding a fruit in his hand, looking at the two of them from afar.

Feng Mochen looked at the man's red face. Only a single leaf was left in the middle of his naked body. His face immediately turned red and his eyes shined. Was he a barbarian?

That body is really hot. Feel?

However, the man's white hair was too long, almost covering her entire face. Her azure eyes stared at Feng Mochen and didn't say anything. She only placed the wild fruit in her hands on the ground before turning around to leave.

”Bro Savage, wait.” If he was a bad guy, he wouldn't have brought them wild fruits.

It was not easy to see humans on this island, how could she allow him to leave? She crawled up from the ground in excitement, and was supported by Ye Lisha as she walked over.

Hearing that, the white-haired man's body froze. The moment he turned around, his bare butt was revealed.

When Feng Mochen saw his butt, she resisted the urge to laugh and walked towards it. Now that she was a man, what was so strange about a man seeing a man's butt?

”Excuse me, are you a resident of this island? We came here to explore and ended up getting lost. Do you know how to get out of here? ” As she approached the white-haired man, she forced herself not to stare at his body and calmly asked him a question.

Perhaps it was because it was night, but because of the light from the fire, his face could not be seen.

It could be seen that there was a thick layer of stubble on his face. He must be an old man, he thought to himself.