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

his mouth, he saw black hair flying before him, and Zhu Weiyi had arrived!A single icy spear thrusts out abruptly.The spindle rests in the hands of one who speaks not, whose face is bone as white as...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!e was killed by him, and the dragon face was beheaded by him.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!The rabbit face attacked the dragon face with a feeling of disgust and th...