"Ughhhh-"
"Help....my blood, it's boiling...my vision is turning dark!"
suddenly, the Yang patriarch began to grab his own throat, feeling his throat dry.
'Hmm? So, is this how the poison works? Strange, why isn't it working on me... I have drank multiple drinks since, the system had stolen the antidote,' thought Bai Lung in his mind, unable to fathom what was going on.
To be honest, he only dared to drink multiple cups because of the fact that he possessed an antidote, did Patriarch Yang only mix poison on the first cup?
[ Ding! It's because of your Dragon Aura, you have no effect of Moon Yin-poison in your body, ]
Suddenly, the voice of Xiaoyu rang at the back of his head.
[ Ooh? Is that so?]
Bai Lung learned something new, it's drop drop of knowledge that will create a sea of wisdom.
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Meanwhile,
Patriarch!
Patriarch!
