C1666 Long Twelve Years

Since Jiang Ting wanted to negotiate, Dan Heng appeared once more, and his expression became serious.

Jiang Ting looked down at the infant in the small town, which was also the soul of the Illusory Moon God King.

After a long while, he asked, "Can I cultivate her secret arts?"

The corners of Dan Heng's lips curled up slightly, "Oh?"

Seeing that