Mystic Clan of the P

Below sat a small patch of straw-thatched huts and vast fields of rice.,Having opened a bottle of beer, I sat at the dimly lit computer desk. As a dizzying sensation rose within me, my heart pounded rapidly and my breathing became increasingly labored.,Deep within Lu Jiangxian's heart, a surge of curiosity and joy arose. That sliver of lunar halo seemed to have gathered enough strength, drifting down onto him.。