Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  The next morning, Mu Lian Xin woke up from a deep sleep, opened his eyes and saw a strange environment. He suddenly jumped up.

  “Creeeaak——”


  The so-called “bed” he had just laid on had broken into pieces.

  “My bench!” Bi Sheng stretched out his head from the back of the counter, saw pieces of rotten wood, and said, “You broke my bench, who’s going to pay for it, you or they?'”


  “Master Bi?” When Mu ..