Myself?
編輯: Larbre Studio
Ah Mi Galaxy.
On top of a medium-sized star, in a vast mountain range, the roar of the beasts soared and were fierce as they filled the skies.
In a hidden cave, Su Mo sat down cross-legged as Hong Qing Xuan lay down quietly in front of him, looking peaceful.
As the transportation speed had increased, he had arrived in Ah Mi Galaxy in ten days.
With a flip of his palms, a small grass appeared in his hands. It was Ancient Dream Grass.
Su Mo's face darkened as he held the Ancient Dream Grass.
At that moment, there were still three days until Qing Xuan woke up. All Su Mo could think about was giving Qing Xuan the Ancient Dream Grass or to wait for her to wake up before allowing her to make the decision.
This was a huge difference as Su Mo was unsure if Qing Xuan would take the Ancient Dream Grass if she woke up.