C1855 Self-destruct Primordial Spirit

"Stiff all over? "Let me take a look …" Gu Xiaoxiao's eyebrows shot up as she flew toward Yong Liu's residence.

"Why is this happening? Did Divine Monarch Lu Ze remember wrongly? or... "Wrong medicine …" Gu Xiaoxiao knitted her brows and muttered to herself as she caressed Yong Liu's cold and stiff body.

"Goddess, go ask Divine Monarch Lu Ze …" Yong Yu couldn't help but cry out