Jian Fengxiao looked into the coffin and frowned, "The Gu King seems to have shrunk a bit."
Previously, it looked like a child of about one year old. Now, it must have been injured, regressing to the size of an infant just a few months old.
At this moment, it was squatting on the abdomen of Yu Ying's corpse, baring its teeth.
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