But is it worth losing your mind to use this swordsmanship? What do you do when you lose your mind? Will you do good deeds, or will you kill and cry? Xin Tieshi really has no idea. He couldn't help but feel a sense of fear for the small bottle shrouded in red mist. He shook his head and said, "Still … …" Let's forget it. The King of Hell threw the bottle into his hand and said...