The One with A Heart of The Devil

Licking the wound seemed to provide it with vitality, increasing healing. However, it was unpractical for it to cure the wound quickly.

Black Water put on the Han Chinese Clothing, retying the belt, turning about after totally covering her wound.

Then she walked onto the stairs.

Luo Qiu saw Black Water treated her wound, so he stepped back into the stone chamber behind… It seemed monsters didn’t care about this.

Such as the transmutation of the butterfly monster, who was very unperturbed--- Maybe monsters had a weak awareness about hiding their bodies.

As the blush faded from Black Water’s face, her face turned pale. The exhausted expression never left.

"What’s the price if I’d like to kill Yang Taizi?" Black Water asked Luo Qiu suddenly.

She might have had a thorough consideration of her situation during the time she treated her wound.

One by one, patterned cards rose around Black Water then.

They were intertwining, rotating gradually.