C752 Comprehending the Art of Myriad Forms
Inside the formation, Qi Zhuohao was thinking hard. He was thinking about the Myriad Form Elf's palm seal. Time was still passing quietly. Qi Zhuohao remained motionless and was immersed in it. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
On this day, Leng Yue was still quietly looking at Qi Zhuohao. Suddenly, Qi Zhuohao closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the ground. After that