Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

Lei Bert didn't say much, just tied the horse aside and followed.

The aisle here is very narrow, the ground is dirty, and various things are scattered, but those things are soaked in muddy water, and it is impossible to see what they were originally.

There was no one here anymore, Shen Chun smelled the mixed smell here, stretched out his hand to pinch his nose, and searched for it with one hand on the hilt of the sword.

His behavior like this is actually quite common, but when Rapper saw it, he couldn't help rubbing the palm of his hand on the hilt of his sword.

When Shen Chun arrived at the destination, his nose became tighter and tighter. He entered the room, drew out his sword and struck on the ground. When he hit a hollow, he used the sword to lift the wooden plank on it. An extremely foul smell gushed out from inside, making Rapper's brows tightened.

Shen Chun took a few steps back, turned his eyes to Lei Bait's body, and asked doubtfully, "Don't you think it stinks?"

Lei Bote looked sideways, but the next moment his mouth and nose were covered by a hand, and he met the smiling eyes of the young man in surprise: "I thought I cared enough about the image, but I didn't expect to meet someone who was even better. It's gone."

Rapper's heartbeat missed a beat at that moment.