In the blink of an eye, the pink candle dragon's chubby claw appeared bruised and dirty green in color. It was obviously poisoned.
"Fan Qianshi, did you really think I would not find out?" Gu Xijiu said scornfully.
The pink candle dragon remained quiet.
All of a sudden, a glimpse of light flashed by, and the chubby creature was no longer there. Apparently, Fan Qianshi decided to reveal himself.
His hand was covered in a mass of bruises. "Xijiu, you truly are the smartest. There is nothing that can escape your eyes. Look at what you have done to me, all because of one careless mistake." He sighed.
While he talked, he never stopped extracting the poisoned blood from his veins.
Was he really the God of Creation?
She realized that their strengths were indeed incomparable. In fact, there was no chance for her to win if she chose to fight him face to face.