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

n facing someone as complex as Hu Shaomeng.Therefore, her sister, Bamboo Su Yao, probably isn't very intelligent either.Jiang Wang pursed her lips and said nothing.“Little sister, what are you saying...ational prodigies to respond. He directly extended his index finger and tapped in mid-air, condensing a brilliant light point. Then, starting with this light point, he drew three lines in different di...