A fleeting dream, a dream of fleeting splendor!
When Yan Chen woke, he touched the cold tears on his face. He wanted to curse the whole absurd thing, but couldn't bring himself to.
Even if he couldn't believe that the apocalypse from his dream was about to arrive, there was still a one-in-ten-thousand chance. He couldn't bring himself to leave Lu Tiao alone, stranded far away.
Hand-Cultivating Farming Emperor VS Overpowered Martial Emperor
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