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

Jue.Jiang Wang said, "This monk shouldn't shout like that. I am not your junior brother.""Why not" The Qingxiu Monk became anxious: "Master told me! This can't be false!""What did your master tell yo...like rain, each drop a manifestation of helplessness and pain....Eyes... they burst open.Su Qiyun opened her eyes and saw the faces of Jiang Wang and Wu Queji, confirming that they were the two partne...