C772 Poisonous fog cold

The ice blue poison mist in the water was gradually dyed with blood. Murong Yue felt that he was about to die from the pain. His body seemed to have been corroded by the venom.

The poisonous fog in the room seemed to have dispersed as well. However, the room was filled with the thick smell of blood, and no one dared to speak a word.

At this time, Feng Li's expression was also ice-cold