C1219 Aunt Yang Xinlei

Since he was fine, Yang Ling planned to simulate the refining process of the Soul Essence Pill in his mind. There was only one Soul Essence Grass, if he failed, then he would be done for.

He sat cross legged on the bed, just as he was about to activate Deductive Proficiency, the phone rang.

After a moment, he helplessly walked out of the villa.

The phone call was from his father. His aunt