C499 Ships Full of Clear Dreams and Pressuring Galaxies 87

The Mystic Bird was slightly startled.

He probed and sat not too far away from him. His gaze passed past him, looking at the luminous pearl emitting a brilliant light on the wall. The corner of his mouth slightly pursed, and he said nothing.

Just when Gu Bai thought he wouldn't answer, and was about to find another topic to break the awkward silence, he heard Mystic Bird's slightly hoarse voice