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

e that."Jiang Wu Xie smirked and, with a step, stood between her and Jiang Wang, blocking her line of sight. "Xiao Tong, what's the matter Don't you recognize me anymore Not even a greeting"In terms o... even if their spiritual power has been refined into a spiritual consciousness, they would still be shaken by this "dryness."Fortunately, they were all neutralized by the soul stones they carried on t...