Mystic Clan of the P

"Wasn't I staying up late revising the plan in a rented room",The river crab was digging in the dirt nearby. The visible range was about a meter around it, not very clear, like an old thick-screen TV from when I was a child.,“This is me now, isn't it” Lu Jiangxian chuckled wryly. Then, he deliberately controlled the airflow to stagnate in the center of the mirror. A faint glimmer emanated from the grayish-green mirror.。