Mystic Clan of the P

A violent tremor abruptly jolted Lu Jiangxian awake.,"It seemed to be a circular, shimmering thing..." Lu Jiangxian pondered vaguely, a faint premonition arising in her heart:,Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.。