Mystic Clan of the P

In the violently rolling viewpoint, he flew over the small, yellowish village and smoke like a light swallow, passing above the clear river.,"Splash!" A violent shaking came again, and Lu Jiangxian quickly sank into the water. The river was too shallow to dissipate all the impact force, so he gently bumped against a bluestone at the bottom of the river.,Perhaps because he had suppressed it for too long, Lu Jiangxian's mind suddenly conjured up such thoughts, and his mood even felt a little excited.。