Upon seeing the woman, Medicine King was visibly excited.
He frowned slightly, just wanting to take another look inside.
But judging by Eleanor Pendleton's gaze, he knew it was highly unlikely.
However, at the very least, he had seen the true face of the "blood bag."
This woman was quite good-looking; it's just that she appeared somewhat pale and haggard due to the prolonged bloodletting.
More likely, her spirit was down because she was trapped here.
No matter what, Medicine King had finally seen the "blood child" that haunted his dreams.
It was enough!
"Let's go! Thank you, Brother Medicine, for gifting me this secret technique. Today, I will give you a welcome to clear the dust of travel!"
Eleanor Pendleton wrapped his arm around the reluctant Medicine King and started walking towards the hall, "By the way, where is the woman with the special constitution you mentioned?"
Originally,
Witch Moon had died because of this.
