C23

Looking at the crazy Tian Qi, Ming Chen could feel the Death God waving at him from the bottom of his heart.

"It's not as if there's nothing we can do. If there's a Ten Thousand Year Warm Jade, then we can put Lin Xin into it. That way, we can suppress the sprouting of that 'seed.' But Lin Xin will fall asleep …"

Before Ming Chen could finish his sentence