slate. I can handle multiple languages!Lu Ye reached up to touch the little head in his arms, puzzled. "What's wrong"Although they had lived and died together for two or three years, growing from humb...A moment later, the ghost cultivator knelt on one knee before Lu Ye, his expression respectful. Having refined the blood essence, the ghost cultivator naturally felt a sense of awe towards Lu Ye.ong since become accustomed to it, his face unchanging and his heart unmoved.Because he knew that death in the mirage was not real, he could act without fear.He had a vague feeling that when he could...