C91 Tremella

"Slowly landing on the ground, Liu Huan silently gazed at the Purified Lotus Lamp in his hands, sighing in his heart." This is the true death of an ancient god. "

"How is Little Huan?" Ling'er asked anxiously. Liu Huan smiled. "It's fine. It's just that so many things have happened at once that I have to slowly explain them to you."

Soon after, the four of them sat down