In the pitch-black universe,
Lingling piloted the Black Dragon Spaceship, speeding ahead.
"Wang Hao, what are you doing?" Le Xuan put down the revolver she was cleaning and curiously looked at Wang Hao, who was preparing a potion not far away.
Xia Weiwei said cautiously, "Big jerk, you aren't trying to concoct some obscene potion again, are you!?"
Wang Hao rolled his eyes at Xia Weiwei dismissively, "I'm a decent person, I wouldn't make any obscene potions, this is antibody medicine."
"Phew..."
Upon hearing this, the two girls inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately cast scornful looks. If Wang Hao can be considered decent, then are there any good people left in the world!?
"By the way, do you know where Xue Qianqin is now?" Wang Hao asked curiously; he's always been thinking about this dark spirit.
"I heard that she seems to have been taken as a disciple by some powerful person, and is now training diligently," Le Xuan thought for a while and said.
