Chapter 363: Riding the Wind

his mouth like a great bronze bell, issuing an imperial decree: "A hundred flowers wither!"This is the seal of the Lord of Jiacheng.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!X...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！uth and lightly sucking it clean."Enough, he commented: 'Your methods of killing are too brutal, you lack emotion, your state is slightly off, and the flavor isn't good.'"Here is the translation of yo...