now-white, crystal clear, without the slightest smell of blood, but exudes a faint fragrance.holding spiritual flesh, she glanced at Zhang Ruoxian and asked, "my practice has reached the small extreme...nt, all the real qi in Zhang Ruoxian rushed to the soul and communicated with the soul.the space in front of Zhang Ruochen's body is slightly twisted.watching Qingyou's sickle cut off Zhang Ruochen's...