At that time, she had asked what the connection was between the Soul Suppressing Bone Couch, the Soul Suppressing Pearl, and the Soul Suppressing Song?
The strange old creature did not answer, were the three intrinsically connected?
In the world of the Xiao, she could do as she pleased...
Mo Liancheng silently watched her, not disturbing her contemplation.
Suddenly, she looked up at him, "Chengcheng, I know what to do now. You... should you step back a bit? I'm afraid it might hurt you."
"There's no need, this king will be fine." His sole worry was that she might come to harm.
"Mmm," Qu Tan'er stepped down from the bone couch, standing still in front of it, then put Fengfeng on the chest of the old creature and gazed deeply at the two for a moment as if to bid farewell, "Old Monster, thank you for taking care of me all this time. And Fengfeng, I really can't bear to part with you. When you go back, you must try hard to live, and you must recover."
