Mystic Clan of the P

In a fleeting glimpse, Lu Jiangxian caught sight of his reflection in the small river.,Looking around, I saw lush green treetops with hanging aerial roots swaying above. Agile fish darted swiftly across the surface from time to time, their movements accompanied by the gentle splashing of water.,Until the moon moved to the top of the trees, its clear light gently floated on the river surface. Lu Jiangxian was delighted to feel a refreshing coolness seeping into the riverbed, bringing a sense of comfort.。