The youth Championship (8)
The crowd was in an uproar.
it was just that qianqian was lucky and managed to cure the illusionary voice by chance. in comparison, mu leng's alchemy skills were still better.
"Thank you, thank you."
illusionary voice's voice was choked with sobs. she tightly held bai yan's hand and her eyes were filled with tears."Thank you so much. Without you, I wouldn't have been able to cultivate in my life."
Her alchemy skills these years were very profound, but being unable to cultivate was still her regret.
But now, Bai Yan had saved her! How could she not be excited?
"You don't need to thank me. If you want to thank someone, thank second young master Wen. He used the blood ginseng to save you."
wen xunhuan was stunned for a moment before he stomped his feet in anger, " "When did I agree to give you the blood ginseng?"
"Just now," Bai Yan's lips curled into a faint smile.