C96 The Transformation of the Grass

"Splash!" On the shore the little girl scooped up a handful of water and washed her face.

When Wu Feng heard the sound of water, he couldn't help but join in on the washing process.

A simple wash.

Although the smell of blood on his body had faded a lot, it couldn't be compared to before.

His jacket had been dyed dark red by the blood of the crocodile