I learned how to slay gods in a mental hospital. Chapter 1456: Fancy a drink?

“Do you guys think Pangpang’s mood seems a bit off?” In another room, Jiang Er floated above the bed, resting her chin in one hand, and spoke thoughtfully. Beneath the bed, An Qingyu was holding several tools, continuously tapping at the edge of the black coffin as if disassembling or assembling something. Hearing this, he looked up and thought about it carefully, “It is a bit… but maybe he’s…