Rain beating on blue works

Chapter 1232: The Little Person

    

ps swarming within the blood cloud and was petrified. His face was paler than the corpses on the ground.The leather-clad man cried out, a flash of green light shooting from his dantian.Originally, a m...oot.More surprisingly, her wings were no longer the thin shape of butterfly wings. They resembled the wings of a Qingluan bird, transforming into true phoenix butterfly wings!The patterns on the blue...