Just as Song Shuhang was thinking about the one-month trip into space and wondering what he should bring with him, a senior arrived next to him.
It was Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman.
At this time, his complexion was a bit pale. After arriving next to Song Shuhang, he asked thoughtfully, "Little friend Shuhang, do you feel better now?"
Song Shuhang raised his head in puzzlement. At this time, he still felt his ears buzzing, and stars were dancing before his eyes.
"Dammit, little friend Shuhang was mind-broken," Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman lamented.
Whatever, surviving the roar of the 'Soul King' was already considered a lucky thing itself.
"Senior, what did you say?" Song Shuhang shook his head and said, "I can't hear too well now, and even my reaction time has slowed down by several times. My brain can't read lips, either."
