Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

The wind blowing from the street began to carry a faint smell of decay.

Chen Mo frowned, his nostrils twitching slightly.

It wasn't just any ordinary stench; it was the stench of a corpse.

"You can smell it."

Lin Ruoyun's voice drifted from the shadows, unhurried and calm, as if she were talking about something extremely ordinary.

"Later, I killed the customer and the landlord, and turned them into two blood corpses."

As she spoke, her voice even carried a hint of amusement, "Even their souls were forged into one with the blood corpse using a secret technique, so that they could never be reborn."

Heavy footsteps echoed in the wind, as if something was approaching from the end of the long street.

Two figures emerged from the darkness, their steps stiff, each step making a wet, sticky "pat-pat" sound on the bluestone slabs.

The crimson moon hung high, its dark red light pouring down and illuminating the two blood-soaked corpses, allowing Chen Mo to see their true forms.

He frowned slightly, not because the other party was too strong, but because they were too disgusting.

Those were two skinned bodies.

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