His Taste Is Really Something

Su Qian and Ye Liuguang covered their faces and retreated, looking at Su Yunxian indifferently.

"Oh my god, look at Su Yunxian's face!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

Su Yunxian's face was also covered in livor mortis, and the flesh on her face had already festered. Her flesh was pale and revealed an eerie bluish hue. Her eyes were cloudy and dull, and she looked even more terrifying than a dead person!

In particular, the strong stench emitted by Su Yunxian's body assaulted everyone's faces, making them almost faint.

Everyone present looked at each other, disgusted by the scene in front of them.

"Ugh..." Although Fan Jinghua knew that Su Yunxian was a living dead, this scene still deeply affected him.

"Wow, so disgusting." Black Ball, perched on Su Qian's shoulder, couldn't bear to look, "Master, look at this man. He even goes after such a monster. His taste is really something!"