The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. Qianshu Mu frowned and stood up with the help of the trunk. The silver needles under his sleeves had already been prepared on his fingertips. He looked around with his black eyes, but did not hear any sound. The smell of blood filled his nose, which made Qian Mu feel faintly uneasy. He could only wait for Yan Cangfeng to come back soon.
The smell of the blood could not dissipate for a long time. She did not dare to act rashly, especially in the woods. Her body was weak due to high fever, so she could only stay in her eyes and look around vigilantly.
Suddenly, footsteps came from a direction. The footsteps were messy and messy, and they came in his direction with a sense of heaviness. Qian Mu's ears moved as he looked in that direction. He
