Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

he sword blazing.Sithu Jian didn't know why, his heart at this moment seemed to be empty, detached from those fears and anxieties. He even had the leisure to judge his junior brother's sword style.Ple...were: red beauty is yet to fade.Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!At the end of the Sea Covering Robbery, heaven and earth fell into eternal darkness. The woman's words wer...