Gripped by the throat, Wan Xisha said, "Heaven and Earth revolve twice, myriad living beings walk the path, mortals are many because they cannot accept the differences of the few, and the extraordinary are few because they never care for mortals."
Qin Yu: "That's different, I keep many people in my heart."
Wan Xisha glanced somewhere, smiling: "Good-looking people, or people without flaws?"
Qin Yu: "You're good-looking too."
Wow, still flirting at a time like this.
Wan Xisha didn't mind being teased, just looked down at the hand resting on her throat.
The bones of the Jade hand have already come to life and grown flesh, at a terrifying speed.
Yet it doesn't have the slightest terrifying visual impact, instead, it has a magnificent and peerless sense of creation—because it is a stronger and more advanced birth.
Even the regenerated blood lacks any smell of blood, only the fragrant aroma of flowers and grass.
