Mystic Clan of the P

"It seemed to be a circular, shimmering thing..." Lu Jiangxian pondered vaguely, a faint premonition arising in her heart:,"It's going to be boring if we keep doing this, isn't it",After an unknown amount of time, the air grew increasingly thin. Lu Jiangxian suddenly awoke, realizing that the crescent moon had vanished from the sky and the sun was rising above the treetops, bathing the river in a warm morning glow.。