C1742 Enemies of the Myriad Poisons Palace
After saying that, Qin Yuan put the knife under his nose again and sniffed it carefully. Then he shook his head. "Strange, no blood? Then why did you open the blade?"
Luh Yao knew very well that the blade that Qin Yuan was talking about was not an ordinary blade.
It was a real blade made of blood!
His words sounded a little awkward. He had never used blood before
