C380 Golden bell tolling

Downstairs, Elder Liu was still lying on the table. There was also a pitch-black hole at the back of his neck.

Yu Fei used the energy particles to isolate the poison mist and went over to his cup to take a look.

The cup was shrouded in black smoke. Once again, he returned to the old elder's room. The same was true of his water.

The crashing of water could be heard behind him