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

ime Jiang An'an really remembered.Jiang Wang frowned: "Did your husband say anything"Xiao An'an thought for a moment, buried her head in Jiang Wang's chest, and mumbled, "I don't know."Jiang Wang sudd... a few breaths and laughed, "If no one takes this Tian Gang Star position, I'll go for it"Although he asked the crowd, his eyes were fixed on Jiang Wuxie. It was obvious that he wanted to give way and...