The Mo Kai must be obtained!
Puff!
Cang Ji spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Damn it, Mo Kai, this beast, intensified the torment of my Qi Blood fluctuation.
Cang Ji hated this.
"Divine Elder, are you alright!"
The few Ninth Grades with Heiye quickly inquired.
"This is good news. Being able to spit out stagnant blood proves that my second brother's meridians are becoming smooth again, don't worry!"
Mo Kai exhaled a foul breath, his face composed as he spoke.
"Thank you, Elder Mo Kai!"
Heiye quickly bowed deeply, his face full of gratitude and appreciation.
"This is what I should do, Cang Ji is my second brother."
Mo Kai nodded heroically.
Clearing some damned meridians, you're simply spewing nonsense.
Cang Ji roared, but dared to do so only internally. The fools of the Four-armed Race and Palm Eye Race didn't even know what crooked schemes they were plotting.
