Chapter 329 Bluegrass (2)

An unruly hand 2.3k words

The blue light is no longer flowing, but shrinking. The whole cocoon is shrinking. With the change of volume, the cocoon becomes more and more blue. There is no special temperature, but it is just so hot. It seems to absorb all the light between the heaven and the earth,...

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