In the end, she took a deep look at him and turned away without turning her head. You could vaguely see two crystal tears falling behind her.
The medicinal power spread out in his chest, and there was a tingling sensation from the wound, and one could really feel that the blood lost in the body was constantly being regenerated. This is the power of a high grade medicinal item.
Cultivation world elixir!
Although it is only a low-quality medicine pill used to treat physical injuries, it is obviously not at the same level as the one hundred years of intermittent use last time. Now Chen Han is almost certain that the residual blood is not of a warrior who has broken through the peak of martial arts, but a real cultivator.
"Don't forget the mission on your shoulders..."
"Your surname is Jing, Jing Ke's Jing!"