'Hu-'
The wind blew through the forest, bringing with it a large amount of red mist and a strong smell of blood.
'Dong Dong Dong!'
'Dong Dong Dong Dong Dong!'
Everyone's heart was beating like a drum, and it could be heard clearly in the cramped carriage.
In such a strange environment, even the old coachman who had been worried about old cow's escape did not dare to make a sound.
In fact, the death of the bull made everyone's hearts jump to their throats, afraid that something would happen to them.
"Which demon dared to destroy my talisman paper!"
Daoist priest song already had a bad feeling, but he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and shouted.
The moment the old bull escaped, the talisman paper that he had shot out even contained a drop of his own blood essence, and its power was far from what an ordinary spirit talisman could compare to.
