C55 Regenerative Magic(2)

Xia Ji was even more amazed, but she couldn't see the young girl's face. She was as ethereal as a faint mist, unfathomable, ethereal, and unreal. It was as if he could melt into the thin layer of mist at any moment.

There were footsteps, and Xia Ji instinctively wanted to hide, but when she turned around, she discovered that the peach tree leaves were very dense, layer upon layer