Strong

Now, Mo Han did not always vomit blood, and the blood in his body was more vigorous.

Lie Ming looked at Mo Han eating pills like this and said enviously, "You are indeed a disciple of a large sect. Although we disciples of our families have good cultivation resources, we don't dare to eat pills like you."

Dong Xi wanted to say that not everyone in a large sect was like this. The most important thing was that his Senior Brother had a good Junior Sister!

However, when he said this, it sounded like she was praising herself. It was better not to say it.

After lying on the ground for a while and feeling the fire spiritual energy entering her body, Dong Xi sat up again and said, "Fellow Daoist, your festival starts tomorrow, right? We won't fight anymore. Go back and rest well today. Tomorrow is the festival. Let's see what the Elders have to offer. You can also fight for it."