Qingjue's transformation

The little meatball was also exhausted. He lay on the ground with his four feet facing the sky and panted heavily ... Yes, this was Ling Chuxi's guess. Because there was a ball of fine fur between them, Ling Chuxi could not tell where his feet were.

Outside the God-Emperor demon-sealing formation, Huangfu xinruo and Fang rubao were also worried. There were several times when they tried to break the formation by force, but they were unable to do so with their strength.

Ling Chuxi did not know that she and Huangfu qingjue had been unconscious for more than ten days. She had also spent a few days trying to break through the array. It had been more than half a month. Huangfu xinruo and Fang rubao were naturally getting more and more anxious.

"Young master Ling, you still haven't found a way to break the formation?" Huangfu Haoqing had placed all his hopes on Ling Chuxi. Seeing that she was also at her wits 'end, he began to worry.