Hunter Turns Martial Saint Chapter 68

The fish I ate yesterday seemed to have not been digested until this morning.

While walking on the road, the qi and blood still flow slowly under the energy provided by the treasure fish meat, nourishing the limbs and bones.

It was like a spring breeze flowing slowly through his body, and his whole body seemed to be immersed in a hot spring. The cold autumn wind could penetrate his clothes but could not penetrate his pores.

"Sir, I met him here yesterday."

Logan Ma's voice was respectful.