chapter 81 Murderous intent

the Almond Family, that small and clean courtyard.

Ye Hao quietly sat cross-legged in the room, motionless like an old monk in meditation. The injuries on his body had been completely healed after ten days of rest.

At this moment, his mind was silent in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his strange-looking soul was constantly being tempered by the seeds of the underworld. A series of shocking dark purple electric lights, like dragons and snakes, roamed around, making a...