CHAPTER 417: TOWARDS THE SEVEN PROFOUND VALLEYS

… … … "Oh? You're hungry?" Lin Ming brightly smiled. Hunger meant that she was much better. Qin Xingxuan nodded, a bit embarrassed. She was hungry and she was also thirsty. "I'll cook up something delicious for you, I guarantee you'll like it." After Lin Ming spoke, he lit a fire and took out some pots; he had always brought along cooking utensils in his spatial ring. He placed a giant pot on the fire and added water. Then, Lin Ming took out a great piece of bright...