Previous chapter:
Chapter 133: Ch-: Bells
Next chapter:
Chapter 135: Ch-: Root
PREVIEW
... h of held breath. The air felt heavier than dew, as if time itself had lowered its voice.
For the first time in living memory, no songbirds trilled before the sun’s edge kissed the treetops. The orchard wasn’t afraid. It was listening.
Tian Shen had awoken before dawn, not from a dream, but from the distinct sensation of being remembered. As though something older than him, older than the orchard, had whispered his name across the bark of every tree.
He walked barefoot to ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Chapter 1092 - 633 Qin Yuan Takes on a New Research
Chapter 9: Come to My Room at Night
Chapter 1532 End of fate
Chapter 90
