Just as Shen Yao was about to speak, Immortal Crane grabbed his wrist and examined it carefully. In the end, he frowned and did not say a word.
"Senior?"
"You're poisoned."
Immortal Crane silently let go of his wrist, his eyes dark. "Have you seen a great monk recently?"
"How did you know?"
"Get Ah Tao out!"
The more Immortal Crane thought about it, the more shocked he became!
Fifteen minutes later, Ji Zhao rubbed her eyes tiredly and walked into the central room in a daze.
"What happened?"
"Give me your hand!"
Immortal Crane suddenly scolded sharply.
Ji Zhao, who had been shocked, was completely awake.
"Master?"
"Reach out!" Immortal Crane reiterated!
Although he did not understand, Ji Zhao still obediently stretched out her right hand.
Pah!
Immortal Immortal Crane took out a ruler from somewhere and hit her palm hard!
Ji Zhao sucked in a breath of cold air from the pain!
