C269 Comfort

Holding the medicine given by the Nether King, Mingyue knew it was a long-term remedy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have to visit the Nether King every day. It was called medicine, but it seemed more like water, not the typical brown concoction.

Could there be some kind of miraculous water here?

Mingyue shook his head, deciding not to dwell on it, and quickened his pace back to where Su Qianxun was