Mystic Clan of the P

"So beautiful." Lü Jiangxian thought blankly. As more and more runes appeared, it seemed to reach some kind of limit. He heard a cracking sound like shattering glass. The world, lit up.,In a fleeting glimpse, Lu Jiangxian caught sight of his reflection in the small river.,"Wasn't I staying up late revising the plan in a rented room"。