บท 1342: Hell Blood Soul Formation
บรรณาธิการ: Larbre Studio
After entering the Heaven Pass Realm, Martial Saint Canglan's cultivation improved quickly. She was very confident in her own abilities. She believed she could take the Fengtian Sword back by herself, so she agreed.
The process of exchanging hostages was abnormally successful. No one pulled any tricks.
"Junior Sister, you suffered greatly!"
Situ Fengcheng hugged the injured Zhu Qingyi. He immediately took out an antidote pill and a small bottle of divine blood, feeding it into Zhu Qingyi's mouth.
He pressed a hand against Zhu Qingyi's back. He activated thick Holy Qi and sent them into the Tianxin Meridian. The golden glow of poison on Zhu Qingyi's skin slowly faded. The injury at her heart was healing slowly too.
"Senior Brother, take revenge for me. Capture Zhang Ruochen alive… I want to torture him…"
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