“Do you really know Daoist magic?” Faced with the question, Su Qinghan smiled faintly. “You’ve asked the right person.” She raised her hand — and in her palm, lightning visibly…
Hirota Mari’s figure disappeared behind the emergency exit door. The gentle slam of the door shut was like a signal, completely shattering the false silence of the seventh-floor office area.…
In this world where everyone has a phantom soul, Su Xuan has a female phantom soul that only girls have, and that phantom soul is a beautiful girl who looks…