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

allenges in the illusory realm again and again—there must be a place to make up for itIt's just...Thinking of how Bao Zhongqing drove away in the end.Jiang Wang seemed thoughtful: "Is Bao Zhongqing re...yourself out and then come back to mock yourself again.” Chong Xuan said, “This round also has its value.”Before Jiang Wang could ask a question, he asked first, "After seeing Chong Xuan Zun's perform...