Chapter 1793: Setting the Trap

"Much better," Lu Ye replied.Hua Ci, full and plump, sat on the edge of Lu Ye's bed, her hips tilted at an angle. She lifted his sleeve and examined the wound on his arm before raising her hand to pul...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye. its color resolute."But there's one thing, Daoist Lu, that you have misunderstood," 龐幻音 chuckled and leaned forward slightly."I want to hear more about it!"It's nothing more than a question of who co...