C320 The Killing Intent of the Snow Qilin(1)

It was Qing's voice. What was going on? The Snow Qilin's face turned pale with fright. It immediately pushed away the silver screen and ran towards the room.

She could smell that disgusting smell again.

The moment she stepped into the room, the thick smell of blood assaulted her nose. She couldn't help but cover her face with her sleeve, and a bad premonition arose in her heart