This time, silver is no longer eye-catching and full of harm.
It is gentle, and the light is still like a wave of layers, until it condenses into a light mass in front of Dingling, and then slowly fades down.
"Whip?"
Looking at something like a...
This time, silver is no longer eye-catching and full of harm.
It is gentle, and the light is still like a wave of layers, until it condenses into a light mass in front of Dingling, and then slowly fades down.
"Whip?"
Looking at something like a...