When Yun Qianli heard Yun Chujiu’s words, she immediately revealed a proud expression.
Yun chujiu asked curiously, “Sister Qianli, where is your fire marrow? Let Me Open My Eyes!”
Yun Qianli snorted coldly, but she still took out a white box from her sleeve pocket.
The white box was made of an unknown material, but she could feel the warmth from it.
Yun chujiu asked in confusion, “Why didn’t you keep the fire marrow in your body? It’s so troublesome to keep it in a box!”
Yun Qianli’s expression immediately turned ugly. “Why do you care so much? ! If I want to keep it, I’ll keep it. If I don’t want to keep it, I won’t keep it.”
Yun chujiu pursed her lips in her heart. She reckoned that this thousand-year-old fire marrow was given to Yun Qianli by someone else, so she had no way of keeping it in her body.
At this moment, Yun Qianli opened the box. Sure enough, there was a cluster of flames inside.