And Shen Rongrong raised her hand and slashed with her knife, taking away the spiritual root.
Perhaps because she was too afraid of being discovered, Shen Rongrong implanted the spiritual root into herself right there.
Although it was painful, Shen Rongrong always had a smile on her face.
But his smile was creepy, as if he had gone crazy.
Chen He looked at this scene with a click of his tongue, and the smile in his eyes became even more intense.
Chen He: "Jiumei, let's go have some snacks."
The poison master is not afraid of death, so Chen He will of course help him.
I just don't know if the Poison Master will give a wisp of his spiritual consciousness to Chen Rongrong after this time.
Ha ha!
Eat one strand at a time until there is nothing left.
"ah!"
Shen Rongrong suddenly felt a pain in her sea of consciousness, and the familiar feeling immediately made her realize that something had happened to her master's consciousness.
“Master!”
Shen Rongrong called out urgently, but received no response.
Looking around in panic, Chen Rongrong shouted, "Who is it? Come out! You're hiding your head and showing your tail. What kind of hero are you?"
Jiumi had returned to his side. Chen He peeled off the talisman paper and walked out with his hands behind his back.
"Oh! I'm not a hero, I'm a fairy."
Chen He tilted his little head and looked at Chen Rongrong, whose wound had not yet healed, and his smile became even sweeter.
She gave Zhou Qianqian a pill that could suppress the onset of the cold poison.
But the side effects are also huge.
Within a month, the cold poison will break out again, and the cold air that has accumulated for a month will be suddenly released. By then, no elixir will be able to suppress it.
Calculating the time, it is probably the time for the sect competition.
"Chen Rongrong, are you surprised or not?"
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