Su Yang looked at Lu Jin and said slowly: "Grandpa Lu, can you prove it now?"

Lu Jin had a smile on his face, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that I would have a day to miss it."

"Su Yang, I apologize to you." As he said that, he bowed to Su Yang.

Su Yang's expression changed. He just wanted to prove that he was not a fake spiritual liquid, but he didn't expect that Lu Jin would really apologize to him.

"Grandpa Lu, you must not. What kind of virtue can you do, how can you bear it?" He quickly stopped him.

Lu Jin shook his body, and Su Yang's palm was shaken away. He bowed and looked up at Su Yang, his eyes full of torch light: "No, you can bear it."

"The first level of blood soul, without any experience, not only can it refine spiritual liquid, but it also has four times the effect. The entire Mu Dynasty, your talent in spiritual flame practitioner cultivation cannot be surpassed."

"Yutong, the promise you made must be fulfilled." Lu Jin said, looking at Bai Yutong who had not yet reacted, and said, "I want to tell the poster the news." He quickly walked out.

Bai Yutong's delicate body trembled, she gritted her teeth, and looked at Su Yang unwillingly.

She couldn't believe that all this was true. But Su Yang proved that all this was true in front of her.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong before." Bai Yutong grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, and her voice trembled.

Looking at Bai Yutong who was no longer arrogant, Su Yang sneered: "Miss Bai, I hope you can fulfill your bet."

After saying that, he strode out of the room.

Bai Yutong looked up at Su Yang's figure, and tears of grievance appeared in her eyes.
Chapter completed!