When Dugu Biluo woke up, she found herself lying in a strange room.
She was slightly surprised, wondering if she was still alive? Or had she fallen into the hands of Liu Zongquan, about to have her Red Core taken and turned into a Spirit Puppet?
However, looking at her own condition, it was clear that she had been carefully treated. There was a refreshing sensation in her chest, a pleasant aroma — clearly a high-grade healing medicine.
There were no signs of manipulation or restraint inside and outside her body.
If it were Liu Zongquan, he wouldn't be so kind to her, nor would he be so trusting.
Dugu Biluo frowned slightly, then forced herself to get up and walked out of the room.
At this moment, she was completely desolate, her heart as cold as death, but there were two doubts that she wanted to know before she died.
One was the whereabouts of the divine treasure's prototype, the other was the fate of Liu Zongquan.
