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

with incantations.His hand.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The left hand is still in good condition, but the right hand's tiger's mouth is bloody and blurred.Every m...reparation... He might have other ideas."Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!I looked at it for a while again.Xiao Shu remained unchanged. The starlight in the sky was still...