C448 The Pu Mansion was in a fierce battle

It was a tranquil and clear night. The bright crescent moon in the sky seemed to be able to clearly see the beautiful pattern formed by the dim and convex light. Streams of mist rose into the air, bringing with them some mysterious grass.

In the silent night, the wutong leaf, carrying with it the fate of reincarnation, quietly descended, merging into the grayish brown dust, grinding into mud