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！The pitch-black space rift was silently dissolving.

The water churned by the quake transformed into mist, a swirling cloud.

That day, the young master of the dragon clan, looked like he had some potential.

But in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, it was nothing but a show, a gilded facade.It was only now that Han Ping'an began to truly look at Jun Xiaoyao.This newly appointed young master of the Yun Clan seems to have some potential.