C3452 The True God

It's harder to be muddle-headed than smart.

Meng Fann's words made Lee Qingyun frown again.

A gentle breeze blew past.

Under the gaze of over a thousand pairs of eyes, Meng Fann once again forced out a drop of extremely thick golden blood from his fingertip.

This drop of fresh blood fell into the void and quickly spread out, causing the spatial laws to distort and ripple