"Ah ~" a long sigh came out of the woods again.

Baili lost a helpless look and said in hate: "this bloody blood poison originally attacks every six months. Recently, it has become even more severe, almost once in three months. It used to be better. I can still suppress it with my strength, but recently the blood poison is hard to control. "

"isn't there any way to solve it?" Asked Mo ran.

"not without it, but my soul is not strong enough to practice that secret skill. It seems that my life is hopeless." Bai Li laments.

the power of soul, that is, the power of spiritual perception,...