"Then let's go with the Little Holy Emperor's Treasure Box." Wang Luo Jing quickly decided, "Anyway, they all need to be emptied."
"Uh..." Artifact Spirit Aipan felt a sense of emptiness, and even his voice sounded somewhat hollow, "Additionally, the total of twelve bottles of Immortal-grade Bloodline Enhancement Fluid were already taken; you've already taken the last one just now."
Is there no Immortal Modification either?
Wang Luo Jing nodded to show she understood. After all, it was Ningxi and others who did the calculations, and doing math problems was a bit difficult for her.
At this moment, Wang Shouzhe also slapped his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache after some miscalculation.
The reason he showed up early was because he thought [Immortal Modification] had already been interrupted.
