After everyone had left, he looked at song qingxiao, who had found an empty spot to sit down. He hesitated for a while before squatting down.
"Do you think these people are planning something and want to avoid us?"
His heart was very dark at the moment, and coupled with the suspicion that the cultivators were lying, he felt that these Saints and believers were all detestable.
"No." Song qingxiao shook her head and replied.
She used her divine sense to check her inner breath. After reaching the late-stage of the spirit division realm, her spiritual power was long and deep. Compared to before, her veins were stronger and her spiritual power was purer.
In his dantian, besides his nascent soul, there was also the illusion of a wolf cub sleeping.
The silver Wolf was surrounded by a ball of red light, and a small portion of the spirit power that entered his dantian was absorbed by it.
However, this small amount of power was almost negligible to song Qing.
