The Bronze Bell of the shared bicycle shattered into fine dust within the spatial turbulence.
Ye Shuli clutched the key in her palm, the milk tea flavor spilling from between her teeth wrapping around them as they pierced through the final spatial rift—smashing head-on into seven blood-red Spiritual Energy chains.
"This welcoming ceremony is rather shabby." Jiang Ye flipped his bamboo flute out from his waist; the missing order number notch was oozing stardust.
Chapter 523