C2085 Just what is it?
What exactly is it?
"What exactly is it?"
Zhuo Qinglan's brows tightened as he thought hard and whispered, "Could it be a magical equipment?"
The moment he said that, Zhuo Qinglan's eyes couldn't help but light up, "Right, right, it must be a magical equipment, and only magical equipment can deceive the heavens, cutting off all connections I have with the Mind Stigma. Not good