Wei Ziyi simply couldn't believe her own eyes.
She looked at the corpse on the tree, then at Su Mo beside her, and continued to shift her gaze back and forth between the corpse and Su Mo.
Lifting her hand, she pointed at the one on the tree, then turned her focus back to Su Mo.
After a long time, she finally uttered two words:
"Dead?"
"Dead."
Su Mo nodded his head, relying on his hearing, he also couldn't hear any pulse or heartbeat from the corpse.
Obviously dead.
Of course, in Jianghu, many people possess the martial arts skills similar to Turtle Breath.
Therefore, Su Mo approached the corpse again, carefully examining it, and then searched the body from inside out.
"I understand checking, but what are you looking for on his body?"
Wei Ziyi once again couldn't believe her own eyes.
Su Mo just curled his lip:
"Nothing at all…"
"What did you think you'd find?"
"If I knew, I wouldn't need to search."
Su Mo said this while staring at Wan Cangxin's wounds.
