Qin Feng looked at the Eagle with a smile and waved his hand, letting Pan Jinlian show herself.
The temperature in the room suddenly dropped, and white mist surged, quickly condensing into the figure of a woman.
The woman was Pan Jinlian, and today the last stab the Eagle thrust out was intercepted by her, helping Qin Feng.
Ever since she started cultivating the authentic Profound Sect Technique, the True Qi within her was dense, and the resentment gradually diminished. She looked less like a ghost, more like a fairy.
The Eagle squinted his eyes, surprisingly unafraid, nodding, "I see, Master is indeed a cultivator!"
Pan Jinlian covered her mouth with a smile, not saying much, quickly returning to Qin Feng's Storage Ring.
