C430 Puppet Gu Insect

"The eighth acupoint has finally been opened…"

In less than an hour, Yuan Yuanxiang was already drenched in sweat. Her forehead was covered in sweat, and her trembling face looked even more delicate. Kong Qing opened his eyes slightly and looked at Yuan Yuanxiang's current state. Then, he looked at the mysterious liquid that was getting weaker and weaker