C385 Murder Run

The area of the dark red liquid continued to expand. Zhou Lan Lan was curious. Why was there no pain in her body?

In his ears, a trembling voice was saying, "Blood, blood … a lot of blood …"

Another voice said anxiously, "You killed a man, donkey! Let's run. "

"Wait, wait for me to pick up the things …"

"Puchi." The sound of running gradually faded into Zhou Lan Lan's ears