C879 Xiaoqing

The two of them were indeed small shrimps among the dead spirits enslaved by the Tiger Soul Knife, but what about those huge monsters? Once he woke up, it would be hard to say.

Sikong Banyu, who was dragging Hong Ling towards the exit, was relieved. He didn't care about Hong Ling's confused and confused expression. Instead, he immersed himself into his soul space.

"I believe you. Tell me