The former Holy Son of Snow and Moon.
A genius of his generation.
But now it has become like this...
"Dao, fellow Daoist..."
At this time, a weak voice came from Yu Tianlin's mouth, and his heavy eyes struggled to open.
From his eyes, Ye Han saw a hint of relief.
"you...."
"Thank you so much for what happened before. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid my life would be... ahem..."
A violent cough came from his mouth.
Mouths of blood spurted out continuously.
In an instant, Yu Tianlin's face turned even paler.
"I am already satisfied to see you before I die, but I am afraid I can't fulfill my previous promise. I..."
"Why!"
Looking at him like this, Ye Han sighed helplessly.
Promise?
Just 50 million spirit stones made Yu Tianlin so...
"Fellow Daoist, yes, I'm sorry, I..."
"No need to say more, don't worry, you won't die with me here." Ye Han interrupted him, then waved his hand, and a bottle of golden spiritual liquid appeared in his hand.
It is the holy spring.
"This is?"
Hou Tai was shocked. He could feel the terrifying vitality contained in this spiritual liquid.
Treasure!
Two big words emerged in his mind.
But he quickly suppressed this emotion.
"Master, I'll wait for you outside." Hou Tai bowed and then walked outside.
"good!"
Ye Han nodded, he knew what Hou Tai meant.
To be honest, although this doesn't mean much to him, the fewer people who know this news, the better.
It was thoughtful of Hou Tai to do this.
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