Blood God Lotus

"I can't explain it to you in a short time."

Lu Benwei's right hand could no longer squeeze out blood. He felt a little dizzy.

"Hold it for me. I'll switch hands."

Lu Benwei handed the Snow Lotus to the old beggar and cut open his other wrist in the blink of an eye.

The entire process happened so quickly that the old beggar did not even have time to react.

"Ah, aren't you tired of living?"

The old beggar quickly hid the snow lotus behind him, cutting off Lu Benwei's thoughts of self-harm.

"Hurry up and return it to me. I'm about to succeed!" Lu Benwei said unhappily.

"Tell me first, what methods do you have that can prevent your life from being harmed?" the old beggar asked.

"I already said that I can't explain it to you in a short time. Besides, do you think I can die?"