C437 The Flower of Life(2)

Zang Mei,...

At such a crucial moment, she actually paid attention to the texture and degree of realism of the mask?

Under Zang Mei's gaze of wanting to hit someone, Poison Lord finally remembered what he should do. He coughed and carefully recalled every step Zang Mei made. He asked about the smell of the medicine that had yet to dissipate in the air and then pinched the mask in his hand