C808 Black Pot

"Qian Mian! "Come out!" Ren Ang roared in the mirror.

"He's not here." A weak voice came from the mirror. It was obviously Qian Mian changing her voice while pinching it.

Everyone present was a demoness. Who would need to rely on their ears to listen? He could smell the scent of spirit energy.

Ren Ang laughed out in anger, "No matter what you did, as long as you don't make a hole in the sky