The smell of blood?

Defoliation?

Guzhu held back the pain and opened his eyes suddenly.

As far as the eye can see, weeds stained with blood.

In her previous life, she was so murderous, she naturally wouldn't be afraid of these things, but as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw such a bright color, and she frowned disliked.

In the summer, the cicadas screamed endlessly in the distant woods, and the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, attracting a large number of flies.

The strong smell of blood made her nauseous, and Lone Bamboo crawled up.

I habitually want to pat the dust on my body, but what catches my eye is not a tight-fitting suit that I am familiar with, but a dilapidated costume with fancy branches.

In fact, it can't be said to be an ancient costume, it looks tattered, and there are traces of repair everywhere.

But every piece of fabric that is patched up is an extremely bright color.

The overall look is like a peacock, with a lot of dust on it, and traces of being soaked in dirty water, plus a large area of blood, which makes people look terrifying.

But it can still be seen vaguely that it is dressed in ancient costume.

Costume!

Gu Zhu was startled and looked around.

I saw that the surroundings were no longer full of high-rise buildings that she was familiar with, but a quaint courtyard.

The courtyard looked dilapidated, full of broken furniture and cobwebs, overgrown with weeds, and even the only big plane tree was shedding its yellow leaves.

The whole yard looked extraordinarily lifeless.

It doesn't look like a place to live alone, but like a yard that has been deserted for years.

Guzhu didn't know where this was, anyway, it was a place she had never seen before, and years of experience as a killer had made her a habit of hiding herself in a strange place!

She was about to find a hidden place to hide herself, and then carefully comb through all this, when suddenly, a memory that did not belong to her was forced into her brain like a spring...

*

It took hours to clean up the room, but it was just that.

As for the outside, it is still the same dilapidated as before.

Looking at the room in front of him, with simple furniture, Gu Zhu took out a simple dress from the cabinet.

The main thing now is to find a place to wash your body.

I really don't know what the original owner thought, and he actually mixed himself up into a fool!

That's right, a fool.

…

My mind drifted back to noon.

At that time, a memory forcibly flooded into her mind, and she realized that she was no longer in the 21st century.

She traveled back in time to a dynasty that didn't exist in history.

This continent is called the Law Spirit Continent, and everyone survives by cultivating a very special spiritual technique.

That kind of spiritual art is very complicated, and the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the status on this continent.

But there are only a handful of real masters.

There are two kinds of people here, one who can cultivate spiritual arts, and the other who can't.

But there are very few who can't cultivate, and she, the original owner of this body, happens to be one of these few.

Lone Bamboo was silent......

I couldn't help but stretch out my black charcoal-like but extremely thin hand to touch the pulse of my other hand.

Fools?

Scrap wood?

The inside of the veins was extremely chaotic, and nothing could be detected for a while.

But Guzhu was not discouraged.

In her previous life, she was the strongest killer in the 21st century, except for a mysterious killing kung fu, in addition, there was no special function.

She never believed that there was real scrap in this world!