The night was very dark. Danxuan sat cross-kneed and entered a state of practice. His whole body was running slowly, and a trace of spiritual spirit penetrated into his orifices.

In the cave, Longzi, with her eggs in her arms, was asleep but slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes shone with a fascinating light.

Longzi put the eggs aside gently, then slowly got up and drifted toward Danxuan. Her face did not have the hippy smiling face in the daytime, but was full of confusion.

Longzi stopped in front of Danxuan. She slowly extended her hand. The target seemed to be grabbing at Danxuan's neck!

Suddenly, Danxuan, who had been...