"Of course I've seen it."
The little one nodded softly.
Autumn winds cut down yellow leaves, wildfires burn withered grass, the cold winds howl, and spring comes.Branches.
The willow tree transmitted its voice.
Plants wither and flourish again—this is the most natural thing in the world, but at this moment, it's a different story for the little one.He understood the willow tree's meaning.
"Willow Goddess, you mean I..."Will the Supreme Bone ever be able to regenerate?
The little one's big, bright eyes were glistening with tears, and Yu Zhi...With a tuftThe vigor of youth.
"Ten thousandThere are no absolutes; I was just stating a possibility.
The willow tree did not deny it.
The little one immediately graspedShe clenched her little fists, and her big eyes blinked brightly.There is
