Yang Jian watched as Xiao Yuan drew closer, and he glanced at the corpse covered by clothes sitting next to him, immediately issuing a warning.
"Stop, don't come near me, my current state is very delicate, whether it's someone I trust or not, everyone should keep a certain distance from me, otherwise my overly vigilant self might do something unexpected."
Saying this.
His gaze was fixed on Xiao Yuan.
This was not a threat, but a reminder.
Once the corpse awakened, and the ghosts from the nightmares invaded reality, it would cause terrifying changes.
At this point, Xiao Yuan stopped. She asked curiously, "Cousin, what's wrong with your eyes? Did you stay up late last night? They are all red."
Yang Jian's eyes were not just red, but the area below the eyeballs looked inflamed, blood red, even glowing red, which wasn't evident during the day, but at night it was very noticeable.
