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

angqian rubbed the inscription on the stele with his left and right hands, seemingly studying something intently.Li Longchuan, with a jade ribbon adorning his forehead, stood straight as a pine tree,...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！i's fearless charge and Zhao Lang and Wei Yan's perfect cooperation. There was a bigger reason: his life-bound magic weapon, forged from the Rat God's bones, was considered too dangerous. It had been...