Qiu Luoye stood in the bathing room, shivering uncontrollably.
He felt cold. That made sense—Sweet Melon's body was icy and crisp, so it would naturally feel the chill.
Qiu Luoye moved his shoulders and neck. "What kind of poison is this? This body doesn't even seem like my own."
Li Banfeng also started to shiver. "I'm cold, too. This poison can generate coldness. Take an Antidote first, then soak in hot water."
Li Banfeng handed the Elixir refined by Red Lotus to Qiu Luoye, who shook his head. "I don't need to take this; you two should have it."
"We have our own," said Li Banfeng as he took out two throat-soothing pills, giving one to Ma Wu and swallowing the other himself.
Seeing this, Qiu Luoye also consumed the Elixir, gazing at the flesh and blood on the ground for a long time.
It was his own flesh and blood that had fallen off, and certain parts inevitably looked familiar.
