Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

ths Toxin, how are you feeling”Zhao Fangyuan collapsed to the ground, her expression panicked: "...What kind of poison""You heard right." Ji Xiu chuckled softly, seemingly pleased with the discerning...erent. But over time, it slowly led to the saying of "point blue."Therefore, this kind of pain reaches the soul level. It's not something ordinary people can bear.The bulging veins on his neck probabl...