The Death of He Qingyuan

The horizon in the distance was suffused with a red glow, and the forest returned to silence.

The fatty and the thin man were nimble and ruthless as they cleaned up all the corpses in the forest.

They all carried a special medicine. As long as some of that medicine was sprinkled on the corpse, it would corrode the flesh and hair at a terrifying speed. After a few minutes, the corpse would only be left with a pile of bones.

"Hehe! I don't know why, but this Chu Shan originally wanted to suppress us two brothers, but unfortunately, he chose the wrong side!"

In the cave, fatty looked at Chu Shan lying in a pool of blood. His body had long turned stiff and pale, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Choosing the wrong side, choosing the right side. Only at the end will we know that. We are not completely safe yet!"