On Daiyan Island, the night is getting darker.

The moonlight was falling, and Zhao Qingge sat cross-legged in the center of the meditation room.

At this time, Jiang Yang sat cross-legged in three directions with Cao Xun Envoy and Dharma Monk, concentrating and calming.

A dark blue butterfly flutters.

"Miss Zhao, when will it start?"

Zhao Qingge's gaze fell on the incense sticks in the room, and at the same time, she saw that the blue butterfly was getting closer and closer, and it was about to fall to the center of her eyebrows.

She said hurriedly

Chapter 617. Danger is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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