After careful sensing, Xia Na and Ye Lian both confirmed one fact.
The distance between them and Ling Mo was indeed getting larger.
Although as Corpse Puppets, they could not sense his exact location like Ling Mo could, they could still vaguely guess the general direction and distance.
"What's wrong?" Yalin struggled to crawl out from under Little White's belly. The "panda fall" was deliberately toned down in force, so it didn't injure her.
Ye Lian was still staring in one direction with wide eyes, dazed for a few seconds before saying: "Based on the current… current speed of movement…"
"Probably in ten minutes, the Spiritual Connection between us and Brother Ling will be cut off." Xia Na continued.
If it had been left to Ye Lian to say, she probably would have stuttered for a minute. The impatient Xia Na couldn't wait for that.
But after taking over the conversation, Xia Na immediately flashed a coquettish smile at Ye Lian.
