Wang Boxiong said, "Take a good three-day rest, you can take three days off and walk around with your girlfriend."
Zhou Leng touched his bare head and said, "I'd better go into isolation for three days."
Wang Boxiong nodded approvingly.
A determined and pure Extreme Martial Artist.
After bidding farewell to the three, Zhou Leng sent a message to Xu Qingjin, then posted in his moments that he would be going into isolation for a few days.
He headed straight for the Fierce Beast Realm, sat under the Frost Giant Tree, and took out the three kinds of Promotion Medicine Fruit given by the Eight-toothed Mammoth Clan from Xiaoba.
One was a large yam, one was golden honey, and one was large cordyceps.
He first drank away the honey bit by bit.
It wasn't particularly sweet, but it was rich and smooth, as thick as honey, with a crisp fruit aroma.
In martial arts perception, the golden honey rapidly adhered to the surfaces of the mouth, esophagus, and stomach, forming a protective layer.
