Chapter 845: The Best Choice

spilled teacups and porcelain, and blood on the floor. Mei Yuanzheng was checking the pulse of Emperor Zhao, who lay on the bed. The emperor's complexion was pale as ash, his lips devoid of color, an...t she destroyed the only successfully mutated lantern tree, at least preventing the creation beings from cultivating new mutated lantern trees in the short term. She wiped out all of the ambitious peo...