Chapter Eighteen: Wu Fu

Jiang Wang was the cloud mat spread on the ground. It wasn't made by Zhao Ruocheng, but brought by the old man accompanying the little girl Qingzhi.This cloud-like blanket was incredibly light and sof...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ Youxie quietly concocting medicine. That tranquil feeling of enduring pain, in a way, was somewhat similar to Jiang Wuqian's. Lin Youxie being able to create his own remedies to suppress his fear sy...