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

is two or three levels stronger than Fenglin City's city guard army. Calculate for yourselves!"At this point, the soldier reached out and tentatively touched Zhao Ruocheng's head.Before Zhao Ruochen...is head and patted Feng Ming's shoulder forcefully: "Ming'er, I used to think you were not sensible. Now I realize that it was because as a father, I ignored you. You have already grown up! You did ve...