in Zhengli was about to make a move when a voice suddenly rang out.The owner of the voice was still far away, but the sound had already trembled into their ears."Ginger, you really have some nerve! Th...ain, her expression almost tearful: "It really hurts, Jiǔyè!"Although he seems resilient, the wounds on his knees and heart still cause him great pain.Qing Jiu Ye remained unmoved, nocked an arrow, an...
Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming