Suddenly, Feng Lingxi violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Mistress!" Dark One hurriedly held Feng Lingxi, and noticed that her inner qi was depressed, and Dark One hurriedly slapped Feng Lingxi hard from the back.

A mouthful of old blood vomited, and Feng Lingxi felt a lot more comfortable.

"Ling Xi, what's wrong with you?" Everyone was worried.

"It's fine!" Feng Lingxi shook her head, then sat down and took a pill to recover her luck.

"Xu is Fang Cai's matter made her too entangled, plus the internal injuries caused by the undead just now, so she was depressed, and now the blood stasis spit out will be fine!" Dark One said.

After a moment, Feng Lingxi opened her eyes.

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Chapter 118 The Old Man of Chess is playing with his hand, please wait for a moment,

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