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

osed doors, there were men far away in a battlefield, fighting and shedding blood. They were fathers to children, husbands to wives, and sons to parents.Tonight, I won't be coming back. Perhaps I'll n...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！t the battle in front of the mountain from afar, estimating how much time he had left, while flying through the air.The two branches of the Fengchi clan each have a core family courtyard in Qingyun Pa...