C341 The Misty Immortal (1)

His hand slowly caressed the Silver Puppet's body, feeling the powerful flesh, Xia Xuan could not help but nod his head in satisfaction. Right now, Xia Xuan felt a strange connection between him and the Silver Puppet. He should be able to control the puppet now.

Turning his head to look at the surrounding puppets, Xia Xuan could not help but laugh wickedly. With a flick of his consciousness