And a lot of essence and blood of mountains and seas are prepared to extract the heavenly vitality.

"Go to the Lietian Pavilion to have a look..."

He quickly returned and returned to the previous Hunting Pavilion. At this moment, only three things were left behind.

One list is a list, one picture album that records things, and one white mask.

Xuan Jiu was already dead, and was instantly transformed into a dead soul by the ancient house and was taken away by other dead spirits. This was the first time Su Yu saw a person being converted into a dead spirit, and he also had a lot of thoughts and thoughts in his heart.

Picking up the mask, Su Yu fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Su Yu put the mask on his face.

Maybe...it can be used by yourself.

It means to have an idea for no reason, is this mask clean?

Does Xuanjiu spit out every day?

Do I want to take it down and disinfect it?

I put this mask that someone else used, and I just died, so I put it on. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate?
Chapter completed!