C998 Condensing soul

Feng Wu clenched her fists tightly, her eyes staring straight at Divine Beast Vermillion Bird, waiting for his answer.

Han Yan was the same. Ever since he finished chatting with Feng Wu, he also hoped to be able to save Qing Qing.

The Divine Beast Vermillion Bird's expression was solemn, and one could not tell what he was thinking. He said in a deep voice, "I can only wake her up