The smell of blood that Jiang Zhaosu smelled should be the blood that flowed out when Song Yao was injured. No wonder it smelled so familiar.
"I was wrong. I can't smell mutants either. I can only smell human blood."
Jiang Zhaosu touched her nose awkwardly. She had boasted in front of Qi Xing yesterday, but was slapped in the face today.
"Yeah?"
Qi Xing squatted down and used his fingertips to pick up a handful of dark red soil that was soaked in blood and looked like it had been dug up by something. He asked Jiang Zhaosu: "Fugui, do you think the things in this forest are superpowers or mutants?"
"It must be a mutant!" Jiang Zhaosu blurted out, "And it's a very powerful wood-type mutant!"
"I think so too."
Qi Xing raised his hand and smiled at her.
"Since you can smell human blood, the mutant can definitely smell it too."
Qi Xing took the dagger from the strap on his leg, cut his palm with it, and then clenched his fist.
Bright red blood dripped from Qi Xing's white jade palm like a thin red line, falling to the ground and soaking the soil that had been turned over and messed up.
Blood……
It's the smell of the blood of a high-level psychic.
Jiang Zhaosu was not so vigilant in front of Qi Xing, and his eyes began to turn red.
As she was swallowing her saliva at the sweet taste of Qi Xing's blood, there were also unusual movements around them.
A strange bulge was rapidly moving towards them.
Suddenly, a thick, earth-brown root broke out of the ground and headed straight towards Qi Xing!
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