Finally, after drinking the third bowl of the soup, evil Lord Shi darted towards the pool like a rocket. Halfway through, two streams of blood had already splattered three feet.
"Elder sister Chuxi, do you think he'll be fine?" Zi Yin asked worriedly. She had never seen such a large amount of blood spurting out of the nose.
"Don't worry, I'll get used to it after a while. I have experience in this. " Ling Chuxi said with certainty.
First, there was Yi Li, then there was Dongfang Yi, and then there was herself. Now, it was evil young master Shi's turn. Ling Chuxi was indeed very experienced.
Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, a month had passed.