C597 Selling mutton for meat

With a depressed mood, Ling Yun's consciousness returned to his body.

"Kid, did the Demon Suppressing Coffin recognize you as its master?" The old man quickly asked.

Ling Yun shook his head, and said depressingly: "I'm not sure either."

"Ugh ?"

Apparently, the old man had never experienced such a thing and could not help but ponder.

grabbed his arm