Then Taoist Feiyun reached into the mirror again, and this time it took a long time for her to pull something out of it.
A three-foot-sized gold Se Bucket exudes a mysterious breath on the action. The diabolical way only feels its own mana under the hook of that breath, and it is stupid to move, as if it is necessary to break away from the ontology and get into the action at any time. "The ancient magic weapon…