Although the Jiaopeng was small, his eyes were cold, decisive, and powerful. He forcefully drew back the precious bow, making it appear as a full moon, with a cold dart on the string.The cold, sharp iron arrows were aimed at three...There are birds.
A chill ran through the air.It flew out, emitting a whistling sound, and a powerful gust of wind, like the wailing of ghosts, rushed towards the purple clouds.
He was convinced it was this one.Birds, because they look the most mysterious, actually...Purple GoldShining brightly, wantingCaptured after injury.
With a "clang," the little one leaped...With a swift movement, her small, snow-white hand struck the iron arrow, sending it flying.
Everyone was taken aback. This little guy was incredibly fast; he leaped into the air and intercepted suc
