He simply lifted up a corner of the tent to let the light of the campfire shine in. Then he saw his own face, and his heart almost stopped in fear.

This is a very scary face.

Because of the dynamic effect of the mist, the skull faces are constantly changing. The most terrifying thing is not a certain face, but the sense of terror brought about by the death of all living beings.

Zhang Ping swallowed his saliva and felt a little scared.

This makeup is so underworld, it seems like I have done something incredible.

"ah!"

Beside the bonfire, the salt transporter slowly woke up.

He frowned and sat up. He looked up and saw a corner of the tent not far away. When he looked inside, his eyes opened wider and wider. After screaming, he rolled his eyes and passed out again.

Ah this...

Zhang Ping looked up at the unfortunate salt transporter and was speechless for a moment.

You can't blame him, right?

Shouldn't it be possible?

He silently lowered the corner of the tent and at the same time dispersed the dark mist on his face.

To be honest, even he didn't dare to stare at the skull face when he was alone, otherwise he would always feel creepy.

However, if used during combat, it should be able to cause tremendous mental pressure on the enemy.
Chapter completed!