C445 The newborn demons

"What smell?" Xiaojiang couldn't help but sniff the air with all his might after hearing my warning.

"The smell of ash. "A little." Xiaojiang tried his best to distinguish the smell.

"Search carefully. Don't let go of any corners." As I ordered the Xiaojiang, I also began to move.

Why was there a smell of paper ash in this room?

It was a pity that this was only the aftertaste