"It's only that thing that can make the body of leader Xingfeng become the present situation."

Xie Xuan thought so, with a confident smile on his face, and stood up.

"elder brother Xie Xuan, how are you? Is there any result?" Xingyao wants to probe into the corpse of Xingfeng, but only takes a look at it. The viscera are crisscrossing. The thick red brown liquid spreads everywhere. Xingyao can't help retching twice. Her face is pale, and she takes two steps back involuntarily.

"I think of something, but I haven't determined yet. I need some evidence." Xie Xuan stretched out and sat down on the ground. In other people's...