C1222 CHAPTER1222 ATTACK

"Huh?"

"This pill isn't bad..."

"The cut I accidentally got earlier is already healed!"

A smile gradually appeared on the young man in golden robes as he spoke.

"Is it really that effective?"

The expert in the golden tent also became interested.

"Hand over the pills!"

Immediately, the group of experts waved their hands. Sam Moreels smiled slightly, then waved his hand as well