When he woke up, Grandmaster Huajin became a sick man with no power to restrain a chicken. All the internal strength in my body was lost, but there were several auras in the darkness that protected me firmly. A wisp of strange fragrance drifted in through the crack of the window, which was the long-lost "soul-locking powder" in the world. Someone wants to kill me, and my guards - are waiting for me to do it myself. This body is not simple!
