C161 An Elder of the Blood Tribe

The elder of the Blood Clan.

"Good, good, good. As long as you are happy!"

Zhan Lipeng saw how serious Lee Puti was. He smiled bitterly and raised his hand helplessly. Lee Puti snorted and looked at Jun Ling. He said, "Stop your cultivation for the next two days and heal your injuries. Although you won't die, it will be enough for you to drink a pot of water."

After saying that