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

cut off contact with us. He probably won't rebel again."Zhuang Gao xen no sadness no joy: "It is also something that can be thought of, the old undead accumulated power for too long, they these so-cal...all go unanswered!"He held onto Jiang Wang's shoulder tightly and said passionately, "The only pity is that this place is the front line now. The family ancestors govern the army strictly and don't al...