Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

sword.Not until this point did the serpent's blood fall to the ground, etching pits into the rocks.Jiang Wang slanted his flame sword, took a step forward and charged, colliding once again with the t...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！een seemed very uncomfortable not wearing armor. His eyes were practically glued to his shoes the whole time.But Chong Xuan Sheng's injuries were not light, and because of the golden elixir given by t...