Chapter 652: A Moth's Child Is Carried by Wasps

Before long, a crimson vortex floated above Qing Yuan's beast bone. This time, before Su Yi could speak, the Divine Monarch of Tragedy's voice rang out. "Might I ask if Fellow Daoist Su has summoned me?" His voice already carried a trace of reverence. This subtle change was unquestionable proof that he'd adjusted his attitude. He now treated Su Yi with far more respect than before. Qing Yuan said hurriedly, "Master, it is indeed Senior Su who has called you." "All of you, step...