od itself was not smooth, but rather had many bumps and knots, like tumors. Every few steps, there would be one hanging on the wall, incredibly ugly.To build this little house with such wood, they mus...ad to wait until it jumped up before seeing a clump of swaying gray fur.It's not all about playing around, that iron-clad fruit hasn't been fully absorbed yet. It's full of energy and needs to run aro...
Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming