Chapter 112: The Musician

slept. It feels like I've gone through countless cycles of life and death, waking up just nine days ago."A three-year-old little girl, dressed in a red silk pouch and with two pigtails, appeared befo...Wang Xuan touched his chin and tilted his head: "That's right, then I'll go. You stay here, and I'll come back later to move some boulders down."As soon as the words left his mouth, Wang Xuan's figure...