However, after a long time, Xiao Yi's handsome figure finally walked out of the room.

With a smile on his face, Xiao Yi held a Yu Feiyan bottle in his hand.

Although the Yu Feiyan bottle's mouth was tightly shut, there was still a wisp of soft white mist leaking out.

They couldn't smell a single bit of medicinal fragrance at this moment but only felt a mysterious aura emanating from the Yu Feiyan bottle. It was as if Xiao Yi wasn't holding on to a Yu Feiyan bottle, but chaos.