A Primary Lightning Magic. The purple Lightning traces were using the ice on the ground as a intermediary to move. In just a moment, the ground beneath everyone's feet had turned into a long Lightning Arc as it let out a crackling sound.read more
Almost, answered Mo Fan.
Autumn had come too. How could a girl not dress up properly in this poetic season? Besides, Mo Fan enjoyed seeing different impressions of her as she tried on different outfits.
Miss...Miss Tangyue, please don't joke with me like that. It took Mo Fan quite some time to utter the words.
Old professor, why haven't I seen Mo Fan around today? Mr. Gu Han asked.