The huge force caused the entire square to shake slightly. Feeling his anger, Dayi and Jiang Chi looked at each other solemnly and quickly evacuated.
Soon, the only sounds on the field were the howling of the wind and snow and the beating of the Earl. As for where the chameleon, who was rarely seen, had gone, probably no one knew.
His gaze returned to Cheng Shi.
When the poison mist exploded, Cheng Shi felt a flash of white before his eyes, his body swayed, and before he could react he was dragged away from the spot. When he opened his eyes again with a frown, he found that he had left the square and came to a dim attic.
The reason why we can be sure that this is an attic is not because we can see the scenery outside the window and sense the height. After all, there is heavy snow outside and everything is white, so it is impossible to recognize it. Instead, it is because the roof of this room is slanted.
Although the space here is not crowded, it is definitely not spacious. The staircase is not far in front of Cheng Shi. The handrail is old but polished to a shine. There is a stove on the wall beside him with sparks burning slightly. The thin heat is better than nothing compared to the chill brought by the two players from the square.
This was obviously a bedroom. The bed was just a mat covered with bedding. The only piece of furniture was a small coffee table that looked like a low stool. On the table was a cup of water with steam still wafting from the mouth of the cup.
Cheng Shi took a quick look around and realized that he should have come to someone's home, but they came at a good time, at least they didn't run into anyone living in the attic.
The poisoner who had just been lying behind him now fell in front of him, covered in blood, with his back to him, motionless, and even without the sound of breathing.
Dead?
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