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

nds Jiang Wang's love for Jiang An'an too well.Who could not love Jiang An'anShe is pure of heart like crystal glass, her eyes hold the sparkle of stars.The bright moon shone over Yun City tonight, bu...one, at this moment he is displaying the pinnacle.The might of the peak's power, just a ripple, is also the mountain falling.Just like a gust of wind sweeping across the land, it doesn't intentionally...