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

the air of a powerful person about him.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!Jiang Wang's face flushed red.As the master of Yun Ding Xian Gong, he controlled the power of...turing traces.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!This thought dust can not only stay in the target's mind, but also be entrusted to objects. Initially, he teamed up with...