Chapter 420 I need a sword to kill you?

"Tracy!" Seeing Tracy curling up on the bed like this, John ran to her in a hurry and held her soft body in his arms. He pressed her pulse with his finger. The pulse of Tracy was extremely unstable. Sometimes it was as slow as the flowing water, and sometimes it was as violent as the beating of a drum. It was very strange. "How come?" John frowned and looked at the Tripod of Cyan beside the bed, lost in thought. Tracy said in a weak voice, "John... In the past few days, I can't control the tripod at this time..." Every time it was at this time, Tracy had no choice but to take out the Tripod of Cyan because of the sharp pain in her stomach. What's more, every time the light emitted from the Tripod of Cyan, Tracy felt a sharp pain in her head, as if someone was talking in her mind, but it was blurred, and she didn't know what the person was talking about at all.