C147 Let Me Touch It

Midnight.

The moon was bright, and the stars were sparse. The mountain was filled with darkness.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged on the Yin Qi spring, while Yao'er was lying in front of him. The eyes of the man and the beast were closed, as if they had entered a state of meditation.

A dense Yin Qi gushed out from the ground and shot up into the sky