cover her full mana. Mo Wentian, whose strength was slightly lower than Zhou Xiaocui's, seemed even more mournful. Looking at the stout woman, he seemed to see his own fate reflected in hers.Here is t...f pity for himself. At their level, there was very limited room for advancement, and Xiang Kuang had already reached a level rarely seen in Xiang Guo for a thousand years. While he might strive to sur...