"Are you hungry?"
Of course, Lou Yan didn't know the surprise and confusion in Jiang Jiamian's heart. He raised his hand and took a bowl of porridge from the tray brought by the attendants, and brought it to Jiang Jiamian himself.
Jiang Jiamian sneered, "What a joke, I've been abstinent from food for many years, how could I eat…"
Gluuuurp!
His words stopped abruptly.
Because his stomach was rumbling.
The sound was particularly clear in the entire hall.
Lou Yan laughed and taunted, "So it turns out that Immortal Jiang is so interesting. He has been awake for so long, but he still hasn't realized that his cultivation has been completely lost and his spiritual bones have been broken?"
What!?
Jiang Jiamian's pupils shrink suddenly. He had realized just now that he couldn't use his cultivation, but he thought the ice rope on his ankle had some effect on sealing his spiritual power.