C1498 Acne

Time passed in a flash. Half a month's time passed from the sand at the tip of his finger. Even though he tightly held onto it, he could only let it flow away.

The night before Ling Xu's sect was about to be opened.

Shen Changsheng, who sat cross-legged in a courtyard filled with ancient trees called the White Moon Tree, suddenly felt an inexplicable throbbing.

He opened his eyes