Yang Haoran was also at a loss.

At this time, there were noisy and heavy footsteps.

Ling Tianmiao and Meng Qianfeng, who was slightly injured, both returned.

Ge Ling also followed Jiao Junhui and the others.

"Uncle Junior, how is this little girl?"

Meng Qianfeng asked with concern on his face.

In any case, Lin Jie and Fan Tingting came to join him.

Now that something happened, Meng Qianfeng also felt that his face was dull.

Yang Haoran frowned and looked at Ling Tianmiao.

"Uncle Ling, come and see if there is anything we can do?"

Ling Tianmiao looked solemn, he knew Yang Haoran's abilities.

For him to be so cautious, it seems the problem is serious.

I quickly moved to the bedside and took a closer look.

Then he exclaimed: "Is it chaos energy? Where does it come from?

It’s a miracle that he hasn’t died until now!

And it’s strange that Chaos Qi, which has always been the most domineering, is actually protecting this little girl!”

Only then did Yang Haoran fully describe the story of the psychic wish, and Ling Tianmiao suddenly realized it.
Chapter completed!