Ding Ning and Tuantuan were stunned for a moment, the same thought rising in both their hearts.
Blood Slaughter isn't home today?
The Blood Slaughter Couple were killed?
No wonder the two of them thought this—Jiang Che dared to knock on the door so boldly, obviously because Blood Slaughter wasn't home!
In fact, on the way over, Ding Ning already sensed something was off around here.
Normally, every area in the Dungeon is bloody and cruel, severed limbs and corpses everywhere, and the stench is so overwhelming that ordinary humans can't bear it at all.
If corpses are left out too long, they turn into dried-up bodies, meaningless; prolonged exposure to sunlight and air causes blood and flesh to wither, and any foul odor long gone.
But the Dungeon's temperature difference in white nights is enormous, days only get hotter, and even fresh corpses reek by the next day, showing differing degrees of rot.
