"I'm fine."
Song qingxiao shook her head and comforted him, "
eldest senior brother's soul is damaged, but his physical body has been repaired. He just needs to recuperate for a while when he returns.
The past 17 years had been a catastrophe for him, but after taking the crystal left by Meng fanglan, song Changqing seemed to have reconstructed his body. He could cultivate again in the future, and his speed would be far faster than before.
In fact, because of his experience in the netherworld, monsters and ghouls would be particularly afraid of him, and his future would be limitless.
The only problem was the knot in his heart that had been formed during the seventeen years he had spent with Meng fanglan. It would probably take a long time for him to gradually walk out of this shadow.
When the old Daoist heard this, he paused for a moment and then relaxed.
Song qingxiao flicked her wrist, and a blood-red bead appeared in her palm.
