Chapter 138: Primordial Chaos and the Hungry Ghosts of Extre

n themselves, acts of rebellion.“He had a volcano in his heart, once touched...” Wen Lianmu said, spreading his hands wide, and all the white pieces fell at once."Boom!" he exclaimed.“So you’re certai...arded it, "flowed" to a particular joint.Let it flap its wings for a moment.This movement of the golden needle is the result of Wu Quji's long observation and research on the swallow hawk.The burst of...