The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.ue about my search for alliesEastern light dance, under the red veil on her face, a smile peeks out."I, that..." Dongfang Xinquan's voice stuttered.She didn't understand lying at all.Before these two...