章 1700: Experiencing death

"His body can't keep up?" Song Shuhang looked at the magical medicine that Scarlet Pupil had drunk.

After spewing blood, Scarlet Pupil sat on the ground with a pale face. He stretched out his hand, slowly took out a handkerchief, and began to wipe the blood off of his mouth.

With how smooth his actions are, this kid must have already spewed blood many times, right? Song Shuhang couldn't help but picture the cyclical scene of Scarlet Pupil practicing and spewing blood.

This kid, his level of diligence truly makes people's hearts ache.

Song Shuhang sighed lightly, slowly descending from the air to Scarlet Pupil's side.

He didn't show himself right away, but reached out and held the bottle of the magic medicine, and cast the secret appraisal technique on the medicine inside.

Song Shuhang's clone far away in the Scarlet Dragon Cave trembled slightly, paying the price of blood for the appraisal.