C149 The Legend of Poor People

The underground cave returned to its calm state, but Sheng Lianshan wasn't happy at all.

He sat cross-legged in a corner. His five hearts were facing the sky. His chest was heaving up and down, and his breathing was a little disordered.

The black gas that came out of the corpse was extremely toxic. Not only did it numb his limbs, but it also suppressed the zhenqi in his dantian. Now