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

im a cold stare.These damn bastards are really watching us outside!What the heck is this broken clock!When a sheep dies, its wool is shed. I will not coexist with you!“I have a reminder.” Shurgalan su...mb Mount Fu”Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The monstrous roar abruptly ceased. A hand that pierced through time pressed against the corner of an eave, firmly securin...