C1865 Good Intentions

Hearing his companion's voice transmission, Xue Yue's eyes turned cold. He stretched out his hand and a crack appeared on his middle finger. "It's not easy to get a few drops of my Blood Essence. Just receive the Fellow Taoist."

Following his words, five drops of Blood Essence flew out and flew towards Qin Fengming.

"Hahaha, thank you Xue Fellow Taoist for giving me blood