"So amazing!"
Zhao Han withdrew the Nine-story Pagoda, his face full of disbelief.
Guo Qiye also looked at Chen Nan with confusion, unable to help himself, he asked, "Brother Chen, why is your blood so miraculous? It's actually the War Corpse Slayer."
Chen Nan spread his hands and shrugged. "I'd like to know too, but that's a question only my parents can answer."
Zhao Han took two steps forward, shrugged his nose, and said with frustration to Chen Nan, "Can't you be a bit more elegant? You've made us all smell like corpse blood, nearly fainting from the stench."
"Damn, if I could attack from a distance like you guys, only a fool would rush in."
