Shen lang wanted to ask why the mirror would leave the secret base of the fire god sect and appear at the edge of the desert.
However, 11 was already very tired as she could only wake up for about 15 minutes a day. Today's time had been used up. In addition, she was too excited to see Shen lang, so she was exhausted.
Of course, Shen lang could alleviate this, but there was only one way to completely solve this problem. It was to let Yiyi's bloodline undergo Nirvana and allow her to have a body as strong as the Medusa royal family.
His palm gently brushed over the top of 11's head.
"Go to sleep, go to sleep." Shen lang said gently.
Immediately, the pain of overdrawing his vitality disappeared without a trace, and he fell asleep sweetly.
Shen lang placed a magic mirror beside her. Shen Yan had made this for sister Yiyi. When Yaoyao was asleep, she was really like a beautiful statue, a masterpiece of heaven.
