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

If there are any little troubles, just help out for Qingyu and An'an's sake. He thought to himself.But Jiang Wang didn't stop, flying away directly, leaving only a voice. "I apologize for the rudeness...died at sea. And the sacrifices offered are usually evil and wicked individuals from the human race.""My friend is by no means a villain!" Jiang Wang said.Guan Yan paused for a moment before saying, "...