looked around. There was no sign of anyone attacking him. Instead, the Wan Mo Ling cultivators who were following behind him all shouted and fell towards the slope below, making a lively scene...Let...ny other text you'd like me to translate!The sacred beetle that Lu Ye was riding blended into the ranks of soldiers, inconspicuous.Between the shifting of light and shadow, the feeling of being suppre...
Chapter 637: The Trouble of Too Much Booty