C600 Third prince of the strigoi

"Don't talk about bad luck. You're a materialistic expert, how could you die so easily?" Jun Haotian joked, as he lightly patted Leng Xin's shoulders, and two rich Spirit Qi began to flow into Leng Xin's body. Leng Xin's eyes narrowed and moaned softly. His face slowly started to flush red.

In the car, Leng Xin drove while Jun Wuxie sat in the front seat