C475 Zhang xiaozhu's smell

"What?!" The monk looked at the corpses once again after hearing Wang Qian's words.

Indeed, there were very few corpses that had blood flowing out of them. They all died in a peculiar fashion.

The faces of the people who were killed by Ji Xiangchuan were serene, while the people who were killed by Wang Qian were holding onto their own necks. However, not a single drop of blood came out