The Magical Hand Conference Ended

If not for Bu Fang's bulging mouth chewing away, when the golden light scattered, Bu Fang would definitely look very handsome. 

A pity... The image of him chewing the Chili Strip in his mouth destroyed the beauty of the entire scene.

Jiang Ling snatched the Chili Strip that Bu Fang had flung over and her pupils contracted a little. A gentle aroma diffused into the air and it was sweet and spicy at the same time. She gave Bu Fang a deep look before grabbing the Chili Strip. Then, she stuffed it into her mouth.

To tell the truth, she really couldn't believe that Bu Fang was able to surpass her with just a single Chili Strip. How could her six-mark spirit pill be defeated so easily?

However, once the Chili Strip entered her mouth, Jiang Ling's state of mind shook. It seemed like a bell which was struck by a stick. Her entire mind started to shake.

"This…"