C237 The Infernal King's Misery

"Song, let's continue forward." He slightly changed the topic, probably sensing that he was trapped inside.

"But you're injured. You should rest for a while …" Mo Qingge was still worried.

"I'm fine." He replied indifferently.

At the moment, it was best to find him first, so that Song could be at ease.

"Your right hand is currently unable to condense profound energy