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

them, was a ragged drunkard. With hair like a chicken coop and without looking back, he walked inside.It seemed as if he didn't care at all about Jiang Wang and the others coming over.Bi Zhu PoPo sai...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！ silently within.This is a sample text.A teardrop-shaped, luminous, eye-like jade.Jiang Wang's heart almost immediately jumped out with a thought: the Eye-Seeing Immortal Canon!"Please let me know if...