Lan Zhi's Room Is as Peaceful as It Can be
Zhao Shuning gazed at the extremely clear and cold Black Frost Flower.
Carefully wrapping it with Spiritual Energy, he plucked it off and placed it within his own Bag of Universe.
"Sigh …"
He let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhao Shuning slowly stood up.
It had been a long time since his body had been in a single posture for so long. Now that he had suddenly started operating his martial arts, he almost couldn't control his body.
Fortunately, he had obtained the Black Frost Flower.
However, the poison that Zhao Shuning had managed to suppress with great difficulty had once again quietly invaded her mind.
His chest began to feel stuffy again.
Zhao Shuning could feel that the Black Frost Flower had been transferred into her body without her permission. That balance that she had maintained with great difficulty seemed to have been disrupted in an instant.
If this goes on.