C740 Quiet

Pei Shuang waved his hand, "It's not the smell of smoke, it's the smell of blood."

How could Pei Shuangliang not know the difference between the smell of smoke and the smell of blood?

When the wind stopped, she didn't smell it again.

She walked around the car and reached the side of the road. Not far in front of her, there was a red mark that attracted her attention