them.Only that one hall seemed devoid of any sign of human presence.And all around, there seemed to be a bloody mist swirling.What piqued Jun Xiaoyao's curiosity was not only the strangeness of the pa...The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.e Buddha said, 'Do not speak.'""Oh, you little Zhuge Qian, acting all mysterious and mystical in front of me Do you think I believe any of your bird-brained superstitions"The beautiful woman's eyes wi...