linglong square grass

" i didn't give you this potion in the hope that you would walk the same path as me. "

"if it was someone else, i wouldn't give it, and i wouldn't dare to give it."

in the tea room, jiang lingyue raised her eyebrows and said in a cold voice, "

"but you're different."

"with your previous rank, it is extremely rare for you to be able to withstand my cold ice power without being greatly affected."

" this proves that the secret technique you're cultivating has a good resistance to 'ice'. "

" so, after thinking about it, this potion is equivalent to poison for an ordinary soul servant-ranked master. "

" to you, it should be a pretty good tonic. it can help your physical body improve to a higher level. "

"i see ..."

bai wushang felt as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat, and didn't know how to explain.

he seemed to have accidentally led this senior astray ...

" forget it. it's not much different. let it be a misunderstanding. "