But the pain was so extraordinary that he gritted his teeth. Soon, his face turned black, his body trembled, and tears flowed down.
C-uncle Xiang, this water, what, what is it ... The young man in song qingxiao's grasp spoke with great difficulty, but before he could finish, his teeth began to clatter.
Uncle Xiang didn't say anything, so song qingxiao said, "
"The water is nothing, the key is the bottom of the water." She pulled her hand out of the water. In such an environment, her calm attitude undoubtedly made the few people who were out of their wits suddenly find their pillar of support and focus their eyes on her.
The water droplets dripped from her fingertips. Under the Starlight, the water reflected a crystal-like and resplendent luster, flowing down the back of her white hand and her fingertips.
