Ephemeral clouds and works

Chapter 179: Discord

    

shell, there's only a space the size of a quail egg inside, filled with crimson juice and a black seed.This fruit, when crushed, released a sour scent. Ripples tasted it by smearing a bit on her finge...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!nough for me, and I have to thank Mr. Morgan for that."The ripples smiled and said to Morgan.Morgan smiled rather reluctantly, he had too many questions, but right now he didn't dare leave his son alo...