It had been almost an hour since she came back, and no one had come this way. The sound of the car at this time should not be the wrong way.
There was a very weak aura in the carriage, as if it had been invaded by Yin Qi. It didn't look like a cultivator, but more like an ordinary person.
Her gaze turned to the floor of the living room. Although the beast King's body had been kept in her qiankun bag, there were still many bloodstains left on the floor after the silver wolves had torn the beast King's body.
Song qingxiao's eyes turned cold. Under her gaze, the blood splattered on the ground quickly froze. Then, with a hook of her finger, the ice crystal Rose into the air and quickly fused into an ice ball, which she held in her palm.
The ground was cleaned up in an instant. Other than the floor tiles that were shattered when the silver Wolf smashed the demonic core, there were no other traces left.
After she was done, she stood up and slowly hid in a corner.
