"I'm only planning to wash the knife." Yu Shi Lan was speechless.
Who would want to go out in this weather?
Even though cultivators would be immune to cold and heat in the future, the current her was still too far away from that stage.
And Yu Shi Lan didn't really think that it would be possible for her to reach that stage anytime soon. Without enough resources, cultivators would take a long time to advance through ranks.
"Meow."
Hearing Yu Shi Lan's words, Xiao Mao stopped worrying and instead looked at the blood outside the door thoughtfully.
Yu Shi Lan had also seen it, but she didn't care.
The rain will wash everything away and she didn't need to take care of it herself.
"Let's eat something first. I'll prepare the milk for you." Yu Shi Lan didn't think too much about killing people.
Since this man wanted to kill her, then he had to be prepared to be killed back by her instead.
Kill or be killed.
