C4070 Zhang Qianfan's Faith

Time passed quickly.

Just as Chen Sanqiu was still meditating, a delicate fragrance came again.

It was already noon of the second day.

Frowning, Chen Sanqiu stood up and walked out of the tent. He saw Holy Maiden and Ling Cui from the Zi Yun Palace standing there.

"Why are you here again?" Chen Sanqiu frowned and looked at Ling Cui helplessly