At that moment, the wind rose and the clouds surged. The clouds that had gathered in the sky dispersed, and the bright moonlight poured down, illuminating the corpses strewn around the Mountain God Temple.
Crack!
Su Heng shook his neck.
He hadn't sustained any injuries just then, but inevitably, his body was splashed with the rotting blood of corpses.
His clothes were sticky, especially since the fresh blood seemed to contain some kind of highly corrosive toxin, which the ordinary fibers couldn't withstand, and were directly melted through.
Luckily, Su Heng had prepared for this.
His body size basically grew noticeably every two or three days.
Therefore, inside the bundle he carried, he had more than ten sets of clothes of different sizes and styles, ready to be exchanged at any time.
He didn't have to worry too much about looking too wretched because of this.
"Excuse me, big brother..."
Xu Ziyi and her brother Xu Baixia had also recovered from the shock.