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

umble away.But just as the vine wall was crumbling, Jiang Wang had finished reciting the incantation.Chirp chirp, chirp chirp!The birdsong swiftly transforms into eight musical notes.Here it is!Waaah!...ll Zhuang Gao.Faced with such an onslaught, Zhuang Gao Xian could no longer remain hidden!By now, the strengths of these people have become very clear.To be frank, they sat down around a table right t...