"How could anyone not smell it?" That was the question facing Wusha. The air was thick with a heavy stench of foot odor, blanketing an area thousands of meters around—you'd have to be a ghost not to smell it!
To put it bluntly, if a few goshawks happened to fly by and suddenly plummeted ten thousand meters out of the sky, wouldn't you suspect they had been knocked unconscious by the stench of the Tiger Demon Queen's exquisite feet?
Not far away, by the edge of a cliff, several blue sheep met the same fate. A piercingly strong scent hit their noses, panicking them instantly and sending them plunging into a bottomless abyss.
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