West Heaven Spirit Temple On Demon Spirit Mountain!

She did not dare to wake Su Qianqian up, and could only lie by her bed.

Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li and the others did not sleep. They only sat there.

The Five Grand Demon Patriarchs sat in silence.

They did not dare to offend Su Qianqian in the slightest, let alone wake her up.

Furthermore, not only did they not hate Su Qianqian, but they also respected her very much.

How could they not respect someone who could bring them hope?

It was another quiet night.

The next morning.

The hazy morning light shone wantonly on Demon Spirit Mountain.

The vitality of all living things that had slept for the entire night was awakened by the morning light.

Su Qianqian washed up in the mobile RV before walking out.

At the door, the Nine-tailed Fox had already lain down.

Su Qianqian naturally sat on the Nine-tailed Fox's back.

"Let's go to the West Heaven Spirit Temple," Su Qianqian said.