"What's difficult to distribute?"
Ning Xin looked at him, somewhat puzzled.
"It's nothing, I'll sleep for a while, feeling a bit tired."
Then he gave Luan Ying a look, and instantly, she understood and came over, letting Chen Xuan lay his head on her lap.
Luan Ying gently pressed on him.
Chen Xuan gradually relaxed, sniffing the fragrance, and shortly, faint snores arose in the room.
Indeed, he was genuinely a bit exhausted lately.
Today, he intentionally wanted to let himself relax.
...
Demon Realm, atop the Sacred Mountain.
A gigantic palace emanated vague blue light.
Inside the palace, apart from rows of black stone pillars, there was nothing else.
From above, these black stone pillars seemed like one entity.
At this moment, in the center, a blue-clad woman stood, eyes tightly shut, with not a single breath exuding from her body.
Murran!
The woman opened her eyes.
Instantly, the originally dim palace brightened with her eyes opening.
"Still not possible."
