"Giggle, you may have misunderstood." Xingling said with a smile, "it's not that I can break it. I'm in the form of soul now. I don't have any strength. Anyone with your strength can destroy me." When it comes to the end, Xing Ling looks gloomy.

Gao Feng deeply understood her mood. Zeng Qing was a king, but now there is no strength left, and she has become this image, which is really unbearable.

"what can I do for you?" Gao Feng did not know how to comfort her, but hoped to help her.

Xing Ling looked up and said, "are you really willing to help this stranger?" Maybe she...