C231 An Ant Trying to Shake a Tree

Mo Xuyou was seething with rage. The nearby coffin, as if picking up on her fury, shuddered silently, too afraid to make a sound. Meanwhile, Qiao Yanran remained immobilized, unable to move an inch.

Off in the distance, the little Kylin blinked its stormy blue eyes, gazing curiously at its master and Faang Qingyun. It seemed to wonder what they were up to, standing so close, mouth to mouth