Gu Qiqi’s unexpected attack had caught the deacon by surprise.
However, the people from the Medicine Palace were indeed worthy of being the fighters among the evildoers!
The deacon took a step back and ignored gu Qiqi’s mocking words. Instead, he calmly took out a herb from his sleeve, chewed it, tore open his gray robe, and quickly applied it to the wound on his abdominal artery.
In just a few seconds, the bleeding stopped!
This was really a hemostatic medicine that Gu Qiqi had never seen before!
Amazing.
She could not help but ask, “What’s the name of this herb?”
The deacon’s lips twitched a few times and asked in return, “How did you find out that you were in an illusion? Do you have a medicine that can dispel illusions? Or are you naturally immune to illusions?”
Gu Qiqi curled his lips. “It’s too fake.”
“What do you mean?”
