1128 Goddess City's High Priestess

"Bu Fang, are you alright?" Nethery looked at Bu Fang as she asked with a serious face.

Bu Fang shook his head. Of course, he was okay. Although the iron lotus pot consumed a lot of his energy, it was still within what he could endure.

Because of the four tool spirits in his spirit sea, his strength was rather refined. Also, all of them were like four huge whirlpools that steadily helped recover his mental energy.

"Little Sister Nethery, shouldn't you care more about your sister? Why are you so concerned about a man? You've changed. This isn't how you used to be!" 

Empress Bi Luo took a look at Bu Fang, then at Nethery. Her mouth twisted, looking very dissatisfied.

The Empress of Goddess City was actually less important than some man?

"Bu Fang, I'm hungry," Nethery said.