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

in Zhengren for no reason. At most, just like he said, I would beat him up every time we met, making his life miserable at the National Institute so he would leave.Such consequences would be enough to...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！ense, tiny black water droplets.“It has bloomed.” Zuo Guangshu looked at the scene on the divine light shield and murmured.There is a kind of indescribable cruel romance.With a rumble and roar, the mo...