C1158 Crying Without Tears

The shadows disappeared one by one. Thirty or so vampires, each with a bloody hole in their forehead. They were already starting to rot.

Their arrogant expressions were now ashen, and their bodies had gone completely stiff.

Even if a silver needle dropped to the ground, Qing Jiang would still be able to hear it.

Jiang Chen looked at the group of corpses indifferently and then shook his head