C39 Guardian Spirit

Ye Ningxue said with a serious expression, "Xiaolian, tell me, will anything happen to Master Ling?"

Leng Wuhen lay quietly in the palanquin with sweat on his forehead. Ye Ningxue and Xiaolian were sitting on either side of him, watching him closely.

"I think that young master Ling is too tired, and should be able to enjoy a good night's sleep from overusing his spiritual energy