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

in.He wasn't particularly muscular, but even through his martial garb one could sense a terrifying power flowing within his muscles.He held his head high, his spine straight, as if nothing could make...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！s catching up to the Great Yang Empire of old.Such a Qi state, of course, was not what Jing would be happy to see.Jiang Wang wryly smiled and said, “So to speak, I am really lucky to be here”Zhao Xuan...