C978 Arena

"Feng Xiang, are you okay?" cotton needle asked loudly.

"It's fine, it didn't hurt my vitals."

Mr. Feng Xiang, who was being supported by Helian Gongchi, took a big gulp of pill, and the effect immediately changed. At the same time, the smoke came out from the wound to clear it of the corpse poison, and the blood was congealed, from the looks of it, it did not affect his fighting strength much