After listening to Wang Fei's explanation, Song Xuan realized how lucky he was just now. His strength was too small. How could he protect her in this way? Maybe the next time she was caught, it would be difficult for him to even break the formation!
No, he must become stronger. Perhaps he just wanted to live a free and easy life before, but today's successive blows had forced him to face his incompetence. Life was not just enjoyment, and the experience of this day had changed his future. "What do you want me to do? To bring this volcano back?" Song Xuanhao was angry and wanted to do something big.
Wang Fei giggled and said, "No, look at the purple flowers at the side of the volcano swamp in the distance. They are called Illusionary Yin Blossoms. There is a hallucinogen in the flower buds
