In the cramped mine, the damp air mixed with the cold autumn wind blew, and the warriors couldn't help but tighten their clothes. If an ordinary person entered the mine during this season, the only outcome was death.
"Move, move, Senior brother Qin is here!" Sun Ziyao led the way and revealed Qin Huai's name.
In response, the group of martial artists lit up their oil lamps and made way for Qin Huai.
"Senior Brother Qin!"
Qin Huai and the others nodded and walked to the two fingers.
The blood on the ground had not dried up yet, and the fingers were still a little warm. The person should have died today. Maybe they panicked and didn't use the lamp when cleaning up the scene, leaving these fingers behind...
"Who discovered it?"
"It's Senior Brother Li Bowu and Senior Brother Jiang.
Qin Huai looked at Li Bowu and Senior Brother Jiang.