his body, who exactly was it"Cultivators of the Dark Arts" A voice, old and filled with disdain, spoke up. "They're nothing but my disciples, descendants."Ning Zhi didn't speak, but he could feel tha...
his body, who exactly was it"Cultivators of the Dark Arts" A voice, old and filled with disdain, spoke up. "They're nothing but my disciples, descendants."Ning Zhi didn't speak, but he could feel tha...