C745 The Effect of Yuanyue

In the back hall of the mourning hall, the seriously injured Chen Faang still struggled to stand up from the ground.

He looked at Lin Kong, who had lost all signs of life, and couldn't help but smile happily. He slowly took out a small black jar with a five-six centimeter seal from his tattered pocket.

With a "bo" sound, Chen Faang used the last bit of his strength to open the bottle