"Chen Zhufeng? What's wrong with you? Why are all the blood vessels on your hand black? This isn't poison ... What's wrong with you?"
Zi Yuan directly flew out from under the cloak, his delicate little face full of anxiety.
"Not only in my hands ..."
Chen Xiaobei pulled up one of his pants. The blood vessels on his leg had turned black and were still spreading upwards.
"What is going on?" Zi Yuan was extremely anxious.
"This is a curse that the demon exchanged his life for ..."
Chen Xiaobei's face turned green and he said, " "If I'm not wrong, this black demon blood will slowly spread to my heart ... At that time, I'll be dead ..."
&Quot; what ... What should we do ... &Quot; Zi Yuan was completely flustered."I know nothing about curses ... I can't help you ..."
"Don't worry ... I still have very powerful friends ..."
Chen Xiaobei took out his phone and was about to open the Three Realms red envelope group.