C503 There Was a Battle Tonight

A drop of dew slid down the leaf and dripped onto Ye Xinshang's upper lip.

Before the drop of dew dripped down, it was quickly sucked into his mouth by the tip of his tongue.

What kind of effect could a drop of dew have?

Ordinary people would almost never consider this problem, even if it was someone who was about to die of thirst in the desert.

However, Ye Xinshang's mind shook