Rain beating on blue works
Chapter 513: Refining Oneself
Sang narrowed her eyes and looked through the green light, seeing a fist-sized piece of green bronze.It's just a simple piece of green copper, rusted and pitted. There are no inscriptions or ancient...who came here could tell at a glance that the smoke was some kind of poisonous miasma.However, the most dangerous thing is not the poisonous miasma, but those nests from the mountains.“Is this the Tox...