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

face, with sharp features and sinister eyes, scales covering its brow ridges—it is Yu Siqing!He never left. He had been guarding the riverbank from the beginning to the end. But he concealed his form...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!eiving news that his son had topped the entrance exam to the Daoist academy, the father finally closed his eyes in peaceful slumber. He had always told his son:Your choice determines the person you b...