Chapter 935

en't for this reminder, Zhao Ping’an would almost have forgotten. The old geezer often said that he was the twenty-eighth generation descendant of the Jiuxuanmen. Zhao Ping’an was naturally the twenty...Chapter 935

A bed is inside the room.

A woman with sweat dripping from her brow, who had originally seemed reluctant, suddenly sat up straight upon hearing this.

It is exactly Zhao Ji's month!

"mother bestowed upon him, could be transformed into immortal energy within his body."She has given me everything now, allowing me to traverse life and death. There is only a final fragment left.""But...