C1565 Alter Space

Ye Xiao gently held onto Pan Qianqian's palm, "Qianqian, could it be that a cultivation ground is so important to the Pan race? To be able to cultivate by himself, is that equally important? "

Pan Qianqian's body stiffened, endless pain appeared in his eyes, "Ye Xiao, you don't understand …"

"We are the lost souls of our race