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

ng box off his back, opened it, and pulled out an ancient, sturdy spear.The Xin Jin Gun's exterior wasn't particularly striking. The muzzle gleamed coldly, and the barrel itself wasn't smooth. That w...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！nored by this!"Few people can notice.As Jiang Wang stopped the old general's twilight sword and rescued himself, he was once again cut off.With a mournful cry from his long sword in hand and his azure...