Chapter 509: Sleeping on Arms, Awaiting the Dawn

He was stuck in shock; Qing Youmeng asked him once, and he didn't come back to his senses.

Due to the tight barrier, the room was very quiet; he gave no reply, and even the sound of breathing seemed unusually clear.

So she asked again, but he was still immersed in his own thoughts. His reaction was too abnormal; Qing Youmeng frowned and reached out to touch his arm, asking, "Qin Qie?"

He was startled, pulling himself out of his thoughts, looking lost and soulless, with an especially vacant gaze.

"What did you think of just now?" she asked him again. She knew him well enough to understand that when he fell into such deep contemplation, it must be about something particularly important.

Could it be about the Demoniac Realm, could it be about Emperor Qi, she was extremely curious.

"There are many questions I don't understand; the answers seem to be found in the Demoniac Realm."