C2713 Meeting

"Interesting!" Without Lin Sen asking, Tsing Yi told Lin Sen what he wanted to know. A small flame appeared on the tip of her finger, but it was black. The very color of the flame swayed in the wind, as if it could be extinguished at any time. Qingyi handed this flame to Lin Sen, who reached out to take it. He didn't need to specifically sense it, but he could sense a force