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

glare angrily at Xu Xiangqian.Yet Xu Xiangqian couldn't squeeze in, so he reached out and twisted a bit of the soft flesh on his waist."What are you howling about!" Xu Xiangqian, the villain, preempti... reliance. In the world of cultivation, this uniqueness itself is a kind of value.Baiyun Tongzi, feeling proud of his accomplishment, spoke lazily: "Alright."This time, Jiang Wang didn't bother to att...