C691 Ancient Book of Formation Patterns

A week later.

The sky had just lit up, and a warm ray of sunlight shot into the room.

Tang Xiyan was sleeping on the floor. Although the floor of her room was made of wood, it was still a bit cool to sleep on the floor.

The golden sunlight shone into Tang Xiyan's beautiful eyes.

In the past seven days, Tang Xiyan had woken up several times to check on Su Ling's condition