“You used the same trick twice. The Saint underestimated me too much.” Hu Mazi’s voice came from behind.

The Saint turned around suddenly and saw Hu Mazi standing three steps behind her, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand.

“This is the real antidote,” Hu Mazi shook the porcelain bottle, “Do you want it?”

The Saint was already unstable at this moment, and the backlash of the blood soul silk made her miserable.

She finally collapsed and knelt on the ground: “Please… Please give me the antidote… I will agree to anything you want…”

Hu Mazi sighed: “If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?”

Hu Mazi’s fingertips stroked the cold lines of the porcelain bottle, and the Saint’s half-naked body glowed with an alluring luster.

The blood jade hairpin scattered in her hair swayed gently, reflecting her charming eyes.

The Blood Shadow Palace Saint, who was full of murderous intent just now, now curled up on the ground like a red butterfly with broken wings, and her slender fingers trembled as she reached for the corner of Hu Mazi’s clothes: “Master… give me the antidote… I will take all my disciples to serve you…”

in his mind. He also caught a glimpse of the blush on the Saint’s neck,

woman was a vicious person, but

sighed and threw the porcelain bottle over. “If you had known this,

the antidote,

bottle mouth to Hu Mazi, and several blood lines popped out of

surrender?” She laughed loudly, and blood spurted from her palms. “Women from the Blood Shadow Palace will only

something

looked at the saint in disbelief,

over like lightning, and his palm with

into thousands of blood arrows and shooting at David. At the same time, she shouted: “Blood Shadow Palace disciples,

she finished speaking, hundreds of female cultivators who the Thousand Illusions Mihun Incense had poisoned suddenly tore off their remaining clothes and pounced naked on Yun

blossoms, and they chanted lewd music. The fragrance emanating from their bodies was more bewitching than Hu Mazi’s

in front of Yun Wuya, her arms wrapped around his waist, “As long as you

was ashen, and he used his breath to force the female cultivator who was approaching to retreat, and shouted angrily: “Evil magic

able to keep his mind, the disciples of Qingyun

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