Chapter 42 Shadow Hall Poison Sword

"Help me..."

Zhou Mo appeared, his face was dark, his breath was weak, his steps were light, and he looked like he was about to collapse at any moment.

Chen Fan hurriedly stepped forward and supported him.

Zhou Mo fell into her arms and said weakly, “Brother Fan, I can't do it anymore."

"Freeze said."

Chen Fan took out a bottle of antidote from the space ring and poured it into Zhou Mo's mouth.

After half a minute, Zhou Mo's complexion began to improve and gradually returned to normal, but he was still very weak.

"How's it going? Are you feeling better?" Xia Qingqing asked with concern and nervousness.

"Um."

Zhou Mo nodded, "The poison has been cured, but the weakness has not been resolved. It will probably take some time."

"Can you try your best next time?"

Seeing that Zhou Mo was out of danger, Chen Fan finally let go of his worries.

Zhou Mo gave him a cold look in return. Although he said nothing, his