C2657 Whining

Heng Yanlin secretly thought in his heart, what if the Snow Spirit Profound Sword devours its owner in the future? It was better to take note of the safety precautions.

When Mu Shishan saw Heng Yanlin standing there motionlessly like a wooden log as if he was thinking about something, a hint of doubt appeared on Mu Shishan's pretty face. She immediately waved her hand in front of him