In early autumn, the sky is graying.

A heavy rain came unannounced.

There were ripples on the Qiantang River, and with a westerly wind, all the ripples were swallowed up by the waves.

Xia Yan squatted on a boulder at the bottom of the river, and the sudden arrival of the water spirit made him see a glimmer of hope for a breakthrough.

Therefore... He was a little excited, so he had to sink into the river to calm down, at least not up, otherwise he would not be the kind of person in the game

"Devouring Martial Arts: Starting from Becoming a Fake Prince" 105.Each has a ghost fetus, and the full moon demon tide (4.7K words - ask for subscription) is playing in hand, please wait a while,

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