Yan Nan talked about it with a peculiar expression on his face.
Everyone else also had strange looks.
Thinking about Sun Wutian being buried underground for thousands of years, came out for only a few days, yet got contaminated with such a stench...
Everyone had two words they wanted to say, but felt embarrassed to speak.
It's quite painful holding it in.
"It's like a corpse transformation, and it's rotting." Duan Xiyang coughed.
Immediately everyone burst into laughter.
"And this lump existing under the scrotum... it must be the stench." Yan Nan looked at the corpse and said, "Who will open it and take a sniff?"
Suddenly, hundreds of Old Demons took a step back in unison.
Yan Nan said, "Bi Changhong, you do it."
Bi Changhong's face instantly twisted: "Fifth Brother, better let Duan Xiyang do it, Old Duan has higher cultivation... "
With a clang, Duan Xiyang wielded the White Bone Spear and darted over, "Go to hell, Grandpa!"
Bi Changhong sidestepped to avoid.
