C87 Antidote

"Are you okay, Shijie Fang?" Zhang Tian Shi asked Fang Weixue, who had a worried expression.

"I... "I'm fine." After Fang Weixue answered, she used the Frost Sword in her left hand to support her crumbling body.

"Haha, it's not a big deal now, but it's hard to say later." The Sword God Realm masked man smiled and said