C118 Not much worse than you martial artists

As the inner strength flowed into his body, the phoenix feathers became golden and his eyes became golden.

The hand Gu Mingyan was holding onto the chopsticks still trembled slightly, but the eyes he used to look at Xiao Qiran was still dim and lifeless. With a cold smile on his face, he said, "Even though it was only a tiny bit of internal energy, I noticed that my wrist was a little cold