C217 An Unexpected Enemy
The black smoke gradually dissipated. Heqing was half lying in the golden light barrier, his eyes rolling around. He was searching for the corpse of the Martial Spirit brat who had tried to attack him. This poisonous fog was definitely not something a Martial Spirit could resist. No matter how fast the other party was, the poison would still enter his body.
However, Heqing did not see any corpse
