"You!" Xue Jianfeng was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. Speaking of this, he was full of bitterness.
Back then, in order to seal Bing Wuqing's mouth, he was forced to give her half of the spiritual sense grass. In the end, before they even left the trial grounds, before he could even warm up the remaining half of the spiritual sense grass and feel the magical effects of the spiritual sense tempering, it was unreasonably snatched away by Lin Yi. As a result, the spiritual sense grass that he had spent so much effort to get became the other half in Bing Wuqing's hands, while he was left with nothing. Just thinking about it made him want to vomit blood.
"Is there anything else?" Bing Wuqing glanced at him and said,""If you don't have to trouble you, please step aside. I'm going back to cultivate. Spirit sense grass can't be left for too long, or its effect will be reduced."
