Chapter 513: Refining Oneself

to translate something else!A gray bird with feathers clutched a small fish in its beak, anxiously circling the islet. Its little brain couldn't understand why its home suddenly became inaccessible....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！hings from the Wuchongmen.Before, when I fed the fat silkworm, it didn't even bother. Now, without Qin Sang urging it, it gulps it down eagerly, eating with relish."Eat up and go back to sleep!"Qin Sa...