Chapter 815: Visitors from the Yaochi Sacred Land, a Short R

of freedom unfolding behind him.His snowy wings, shimmering with a holy light, accentuated Jun Xiaoyao's resemblance to a celestial god king, exuding an aura of divine majesty.He flapped his wings an...chun's little face was slightly downcast, with a hint of dejection. Her heart felt sour and heavy.And then, as if with a hint of unwillingness, she made a gesture with her small hands in front of her...