Chapter Forty-Two: The Immortal in Wine

this is a very beautiful pattern.Jiang Wang watched silently for a while, inexplicably remembering some scenes, so he waved his hand to dispel the water mirror.Looking at his expression, Qinghuo Qimin... and danced in the windless air. Clouds surged and mist flowed, swirling around her gracefully, like a fairy dancing in the air.Meanwhile, Jiang Wang beside her could clearly feel that Ye Qingyu's ent...