Qi Xibei held his breath as he spat out the blood.
Liu Yiya and the other two almost vomited.
This smell was too terrifying!
The taste of the literary group was already shocking enough.
However, he did not expect that the blood that General Wen spat out would taste extremely terrifying!
The degree of terror was several times stronger than that of the Wengu Group!
The three of them couldn't help but rush out.
The door and windows were opened, and the terrible smell finally dispersed a little.
Qi Xibei's expression remained the same. He continued to hold the basin and let Wen Luochun vomit properly.
Wen Luochun felt his stomach churning and he could not stop for a long time.
The terrifying smell made him feel disgusted. The more disgusted he was, the more he vomited.
After vomiting so much, he slowly got used to the smell.
