"Poof." Another puff of blood.

Huang Xiaoxiang looks at his hands, isn't it right? But it should be right to watch fat man's heart rate and blood color gradually recover. But why is the power of his body so "rioting".

Maybe it's because this holy power is not absorbed by self-cultivation, but taken from the necklace, Huang Xiaoxiang guessed.

fat uncle's face is getting better and better, and his heart rate is back to normal. Seeing all this, Huang Xiaoxiang is relieved and takes back his hands.

sit where you are, wipe your sweat, and look up at the surrounding scenery.

the bustling center of city B is now in...