C1790 The Lonely Wei Changge

There was a plop, as if something had fallen to the ground.

Judging from the commotion, it should be a person.

Chu Yan muttered to himself, he did not rush over, but condensed a few blood droplets from his fingertips, and shot them towards the direction of the sound.

He did it to prevent the sound from being another trap.

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