"Eighth Brother, this item is..." Ji Mingyuan asked curiously.
"Nine Flower Jade Dew." Ji Minghao replied coolly.
Upon hearing these four words, Jiang Ning's heart stirred slightly.
"Many thanks to the Eighth Prince."
He immediately accepted the ceramic jade bottle handed over by Ji Minghao and expressed his gratitude.
Then he opened the bottle and drank it all in one go.
Immediately, a cool sensation slowly seeped down from his mouth, permeating his lungs and spreading to his five internal organs.
As the permeation continued, the coolness transformed into a profound chill.
The chill was extremely intense, as if it were about to freeze his internal organs.
But in the face of this chill, the urge to cough disappeared without a trace.
The curse power that spread within him seemed to freeze, falling into a state of stagnation.
"Truly good stuff!"
Jiang Ning closed his eyes and savored it for a moment, then opened his eyes and praised.
