Chapter Forty-Seven: Life, Death, Withering, and Blooming

here. In Li Jianqiu's hands, two flame swords burned fiercely.Here is your translated text:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!“Feng Wu, it can fly,” Li Jianqiu explained...轉碼失敗！請您使用右上換源切換源站閱讀或者直接前往源網站進行閱讀！ss of his power and felt no regrets about that. The only regret he had was missing the chance to spar with a powerful opponent.In theory, at his current level, staying up for days on end wouldn't be a...