"Brother, are you a demon cultivator?"
"What if? Aren't you?"
Bai Feng rubbed his hands excitedly, his eyes glowing red, and he murmured.
"The demon has been repaired! The demon has been repaired!"
"Brother, don't scare me! What kind of skills have you practiced?" The monk on the side shrank his neck, looked at Bai Feng in horror, and asked tremblingly.
Bai Feng didn't answer, just stretched out his hand and put it on his shoulder.
…
Bai Feng looked at the blood beads in his hand and swallowed it in one gulp!
"I can pump ten times in a row again!"
