ight in her hand shrunk back a fraction in the cold wind.The match on the snow instantly plunged into darkness."Oops!" The little girl immediately withdrew her hand nervously, as if something untoucha...When I first encountered "Black Tide," it was spring.

That day and night, the bright mirror hung high.

The arrival of the "first wave" was unsummoned. They emerged from the mist and vanished back into it, as if nothing had happened at all.

Perhaps only my vanished subordinates know how the battle between mist and water unfolded.Cheng had never seen 《Soil of Rest》 before, and Huaijiangshan's 《Burning Ash Volcanic Soil》 was like a god!!A garden of ten-star rarity, well-tended and with a touch of myth added to it, could very w...