Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  Sima You Yue looked at the ground that had been shattered, and subconsciously gulped.

  “Yue Yue, is this okay?” Ling Long asked.

  Sima You Yue walked over and squatted beside the soil. This soil had been pounded into dust.

  “It’s fine now.”


  She squatted down and stretched forth a hand to feel it, then took out something to keep it away.

  Ling Long changed back into a tool spirit, then sat down ..