er a roaring fire.Above the iron pot...Naked human corpses, hanging like trees.Each has its flaws.Some have been cut almost in half.Some saw bare bones.Through the drifting white mist, one can faintly...ruck the mountain-river umbrella, but it failed to harm Zhuang Gaoxian's core. It only sent him and his umbrella flying high into the heavens.Boom! Boom! Boom!Please let me know if you have any other...