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

his lips trembled. It was Ling He.>His face was handsome, with a high forehead and an air of composure. Dressed in a white practice robe, he stood behind Du Yecho, gazing intently at Jiang Wang.Only o...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！e who gathered together and survived because of the protection of the Lingxiao Pavilion. As time accumulated, they gradually grew stronger and became a nation.With Yun Cheng as its capital, leaders of...