"Cough cough..." Blood was coughed up, and Zhuge Chen's entire aura weakened again.
"Little Chen!" Seeing this, Zhuge Rui hurriedly took out an elixir for Zhuge Chen to take.
After a long time, Zhuge Chen slowly calmed down.
"It's my fault," Zhuge Rui said remorsefully, "I shouldn't have been greedy for that Silver Moon Armor."
"Brother," Zhuge Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looking somber, "I've dragged you down."
"My body has been like this since birth, brother, you don't have to keep running around for me..."
"Little Chen," before he could finish, Zhuge Rui said sternly, "Once we find two pieces of thousand-year Crimson Beauty Leaf, I can refine another batch of Yangtian Elixir."
"Then we'll go to Qin Capital, you join the First-Grade Cold Family, and I'll join the Martial Immortal Alliance. With your talent and my strength, together we can make a place for ourselves in Qin Capital."
"Brother... cough cough... what about the Silver Moon Armor?"
