Chapter 452: Fortune

ke that of an eagle's claw, shot out and grabbed the male cultivator.A thick stench of death hung in the air, swirling with a powerful gust. The male cultivator could barely breathe as a claw ripped a..."Draw your sword." Under the big tree, the man leaning against its trunk looked at Lu Ye calmly.

Lú Yè quietly watched him.

>>-smile.>He held the little girl in his arms, drew water from the well, and then used magic to boil it. He brought a large wooden tub, adjusted the water temperature, and only then placed the little gi...