Chapter 709 Fishy

The little black egg was in Chu Yang’s embrace, languidly there, without any intention to move it away.

The breeze blew across Chu Yang’s cheeks and moved Chu Yang’s strands of hair that fell between his eyebrows and eyes.

A strange fishy smell, with this breeze, was sent into Chu Yang’s nose.

Chu Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this seemed to be wrong.

There are only Chu Yang himself and the little black egg.

They didn’t even have the slightest smell on their bodies.

Chu Yang has always been a hobby of taking a bath. If he doesn’t take care of himself, he will feel uncomfortable as if all the insects gnaw his whole body.

Since Chu Yang is such an existence that habitually cleans himself up, then the little black egg is naturally cleaned up by Chu Yang.

Rather, if someone approaches Chu Yang and hasn’t walked a few steps closer to Chu Yang, he can smell the delicate fragrance from Chu Yang from a distance.

If Chu Yang own body and Xiao Hei Dan’s body did not have any smell, then the problem may have appeared elsewhere.

“What is it, and where does the smell come from?”

Chu Yang put one hand on the ground and stood up.

The little black egg also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong around him, and flinched into Chu Yang’s embrace.

Chu Yang turned his head, looked around the neighborhood.

The surrounding environment was the same as what Chu Yang had seen before. The lush trees lined up neatly in rows, always surrounding Chu Yang in the middle.

The bright sunshine and wine fell in front of Chu Yang, it was a stream flowing continuously.

When the clear water splashed down towards the south, occasionally, a little splash would come and fall on Chu Yang’s shoes.

This environment is what Chu Yang is most familiar with.

Chu Yang would choose to come here at the beginning, and what he was optimistic about was the tranquility and beauty here.

However, now, Chu Yang is beginning to feel that these tranquility and beauty seem to have begun to become abnormal.

The stench smell, it will not be like the smell that should exist in a quiet place.

Chu Yang was patient, his nose moved slightly, and he probed carefully.

What kind of smell is that smelly smell, and why is it showing such a smell?

This really made Chu Yang feel deeply curious.

The smell of this stench made Chu Yang, who had experienced many battles and stepped out of the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain, immediately thought of some things that could not be regarded as beautiful.

Blood.

If there is a smell of blood nearby, it must be, there must be some cruel and bloody bad thing happening nearby.

“It turned out that there was blood under my eyelids, right?”

Chu Yang lowered his own voice, muttering in a low voice.

Even the little black egg who was held by Chu Yang didn’t hear clearly whether Chu Yang lowered his voice and said something.

The little black egg was a little uneasy inexplicably, his pitch-black shell trembled a few times, and he rubbed Chu Yang’s white arm.

The little black egg seemed to be asking, what happened. .



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