As soon as he heard that he was the future hope of necromancers, Ji Xiaobo suddenly had boundless energy, gritted his teeth, and looked as if he was going to die.

"Okay! One day at a time! Brother Fang, don't worry, even if I don't go to sleep, taking drugs continuously will give you your liver alive within a day!"

"good!"

Fang Heng made a quick calculation in his mind.

Time is still too tight.

All in all, he only had two days.

he needs to stand

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