C261 It Was a Little Taxing

When Lin Tian's blood dripped onto the leaves of the clematis, a cheer sounded in his mind. Although the sound was very soft, it was very clear.

At first, he thought that he was hallucinating, but it lasted for a long time. Obviously, it wasn't.

Gradually, he knew where the problem was.

It was the clematis.

Suddenly, a lot of information rushed into his mind. He understood what was going on