Above the road to hell, several worshippers were still waiting anxiously.
It was not until Guangyu's figure rushed out from the surge of red liquid below that the wrinkled faces of several people finally relaxed.
Qingluan Douluo was the first to come to Guangyu.
"Xiao Yu, how is it? This Yellow Spring Dew contains the poison of the opium poppy flower. You..."
Guangyu chuckled lightly, looking indifferent.
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