PREVIEW
... uldn’t just be no bloodstains on him, not even the scent of sweat would linger.
But indeed, their group didn’t have a single bloodstain, only the scent of sweat, and mud from when someone fell on the ground.
"It’s strange, isn’t it? Those demonic beasts hardly have any blood. When you slash at them, the blood seems to splash around but never gets on us. Is it possible that the blood avoids people?"
He spoke softly, a deep sense of confusion in his heart.
Yan Feng, ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE































