Li Mu adjusted his breathing, ready to crash through the wooden door.
Waiting for death was not in his nature, besides, there were things he had to do.
In fact, even now, Li Mu didn't quite understand, why hadn't the ghost come in to kill him yet?
What exactly is it delaying for?
Li Mu's eyes instinctively swept over the wooden door, suddenly, he froze slightly, then his eyes lit up!
No... it's not that it didn't want to kill, but... it couldn't kill?
Or rather... it wasn't able to!
Li Mu reached out his hand and touched the intact door frame.
He clearly remembered this door had been crashed open by him!
The door frame had been quite damaged, yet now... it's as good as new?
At this moment, a voice appeared in Li Mu's mind: "…The time and space of this village is chaotic, superimposed…"
Just as Bai Yanliang said!
