C91 Evil Spirit Altar

He Qing hugged her head and cried. He Zhenxiang was silent and the atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing.

"This is bad!" Madame is gone! "

At this moment, another piece of bad news came. It seemed that the soul lock ring could not control them for long.

"Hurry up and check the monitor!" I immediately ordered.

We watched as Yue Xiaomei ran out of the room