Fortunately, Zhi Han did not hear Ling Chuxi's inner voice, otherwise she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood. The first few sentences were still alright, as there was at least a little bit of appreciation, but what did the last sentence mean? first, she raised herself to an extremely high position, then stepped on her foot, and then conveniently flattered her? It was really hateful!
Zhi Han also looked at Ling Chuxi. Their eyes met and a divine light flashed at the same time.
They were all very confident that with their strength, it would not be difficult to defeat other spirit alchemists. However, if they wanted to obtain the final victory and obtain the truth cultivating grass, they had to defeat their old enemies.
