C823 Myosine

The second image appeared in Meng Tian's hand. He slowly turned around. His expression was extremely sorrowful, and there was a deep grief in his eyes. There was only one head left on his palm. It was his origin soul!

It was Meng Xuan!

Meng Xuan's pupils fiercely shrank. He raised his head, and his gaze came into contact with Meng Xuan in reality