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

.and would the fortune teller...give her some faceLiang Jiu could only feel his breath catching in his throat. The feeling of fate being controlled by others was not a pleasant one, but he had no powe...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！, ascending straight to the heavens. The clang of his blade momentarily drowned out the dragon's roar: "Leave this to me!" It was a chaotic battle! All those participating in the siege against King Qi...