C222 Curse Power

At night, the moon hung high in the sky, casting its hazy light and radiance upon the world.

Fang Ming stood in the center of the courtyard, raising his head and looking up at the starry sky.

"Is that ethereal waiting really worth it? Should I put it down or not?"

His attitude seemed to have changed. Ever since he was reborn, he had held a trace of unrealistic fantasy in his heart