"Let's go."
Qing Yu slowly stood up and wiped away the black bloodstains at the corner of his mouth.
Poisoned, of course it was true. However, it was not Lin Qiuxuan's poison he was suffering from, but his own. Mimicking Poison Skill with True Qi and mixing it into the bloodstream, wasn't that poisoning oneself?
"Hmph, even our righteous elder brother Xuan Zheng has fallen," Xuan Shang commented as he put away his sorrowful expression with a snort.
Having spent ten years outside, Xuan Shang had also become quite an old fox. As long as it didn't involve Xuanfa, he was a formidable opponent.
"I had not expected you to possess such capacity!"
With a light raise of her hand, Xuanzhen drew the poisoned blood Qing Yu had spat onto the ground close for a careful examination.
