calm, and his body temperature gradually returned to normal. He slept even deeper.In his dream, Tang Wulin arrived at a vast grassland covered in Blue Silver Grass. The sky was golden, as if an enorm..."I don't think so. My nephew is the most skilled at creating miracles." 。" Zhenhua said with a smileted his teeth, resisting the itch with astonishing willpower. With a thought, he released the Blue Silver Emperor, which quickly wrapped around his companions' limbs, pulling them apart to prevent the...
Chapter 1077: Can He Still Create Miracles?