Qiao Yu carefully examined the green slime on the silver needles.
"Is this some kind of deadly poison?" Qiao Yu frowned.
"Yu, did you forget those things were spat out from Luto's mouth?"
"Isn't it possible that the green slime is just his thick phlegm?"
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