C397 minor mood

The man said coldly, but his words made An Si, who was curled up in the corner, extremely excited. His body trembled, and he looked over.

A figure nodded.

Unknowingly, five days had already passed. Yang Xin was in his room, waiting for Wang Yan to come out. Yes, he couldn't wait any longer.

She did.

A moment later, Yang Xin injected some Profound Qi into the Ghost Seal, speeding up its fusion