###Chapter111,Undying Blood
At this moment, the bald Hall Chief's face was extremely ugly, and his brows were tightly furrowed, and his heart was burning with anxiety.
He did not know what to do.
"Bet! Or not?"
He was struggling in his heart and couldn't make up his mind.
Gamble! If Zhan Feng really did know how to control the Grieving Soul, then the remaining forty-nine brothers would all be killed by themselves! Moreover, they would die in front of him, and he had no way to stop them.
No! He obediently handed over the antidote to the Blood Soul Spell. But in this way, not only would the face and reputation of the Blood Killing League be completely destroyed, but also the mission given by the chief had not been completed. The most important thing was that they had to die, too!
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