"this rabbit ..."
in the valley, xing's expression was especially grave.
she was folding wing, a "useless angel" with a major problem with her bloodline.
however, she was different from the typical flawed species. in the domain of the undying body, even a great two-winged angel with holy blood would find it difficult to reach her level.
once saint healing was used, it could heal a severely injured sovereign king body!
was this something an ordinary angel could do?
for a long time, regardless of whether it was the glory or the end, xing's understanding of her own attributes and the strength of her abilities had long since reached a deeply rooted level.
however, he did not expect that today, this desolate little valley would experience such a shocking change of perception.
"ji ji!"
