Outside the sea of devouring, Jiang Xiao and Han Jiangxue were each wearing a cloak and floating in front of the humming whale.
"Let's go play, we'll go home first. " Jiang Xiao was still holding the sea-devouring soul in his hand and thinking to himself.
"Chi .... The humming whale let out a whale cry, but its tone went from high to low. It was obvious what it was feeling-it didn't seem to want to be separated from the two.
"Uh ..." Jiang Xiao scratched his head in frustration. He didn't have a sea at home and couldn't let it play to its heart's content.
Han Jiangxue held Jiang Xiao's hand gently.
"What?" Jiang Xiao turned around, only to see that Han Jiangxue had stretched out her other hand and was pointing upwards.
Jiang Xiao looked up curiously and wondered, what's going on? There's nothing at all?
Han Jiangxue tugged at his hand in a bad mood, which attracted Jiang Xiao's attention. She then drew a square in front of her.
What did that mean?
