C56 Hyperpyrexia

On the other side, Liu Fanxu pushed open the ward, and the smell of Talisman Paper cinnabar assaulted his nose.

He turned his head and looked at the lump of powder on the ground, frowning.

"Honorable Yin Master's anger is too great. Aren't you afraid of being punished by the King of Hell again?" As he spoke, his eyes fell on Yin Qijin, who was lying on the sickbed