All over the ground, the stench of liquid from corpses kept transforming into wisps of gray mist, rushing into the sky.
This made Shen Yunzhou's face full of enjoyment.
Watching this scene, the two only felt a wave of nausea and hurriedly left.
"By the way, have you decided on the realm you want to comprehend next?"
Outside, Zhou Qing took deep breaths, looking at Lu Yaoyao with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Lu Yaoyao's face was equally pale, her stomach churning, and she wiped the sourness from the corner of her mouth.
"Anyway, I won't comprehend something as disgusting as my uncle... Brother Shen."
Zhou Qing nodded slightly, saying helplessly, "That's good. Brother Li has sparred with him several times, and his psychological shadow is quite serious. He now pretends to be in seclusion and refuses to meet him."
Lu Yaoyao nodded softly, then her gaze fell on the corpses all over the ground. She frowned, her face full of doubt as she asked.
