Hearing Xiao Yang's words, Sikong's graceful eyes flashed a trace of loss.

She shook her head slightly. "No, it's the same as before."

Xiao Yang was also somewhat disappointed. It's really strange. What's the reason for the shortening of the black line on Sikong's arm?

Last time, he suspected that it was the true gas in his body that shortened the black line on his arm, so he sent part of the true gas to Sikong Wanrong to see if it had any effect.

To their disappointment, however, the black line on Sikong's arm did not change.

"Xiao Yang, to tell you the truth, actually this time I went home...