Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 324: Flying Seeds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1173- Crystal Pillar rankings
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1172- Sky Monument Path
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 945: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (3)
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 17
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 620: The Young Man in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3828: Investigation
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
"Soul?" Xing Mo creased her eyebrows, "Plants also have souls?"
"Everything has soul, from the grass in the soil to small birds flying in the sky." Aurora stated thusly, "Life and souls go hand in hand. They are both integral."
So that's how it was. In that case, it seemed that the instructor's project was going to be ruined. The academy's Rear Gardens probably won't be full of life in autumn.
Xing Mo sighed. Sure enough, trying to manipulate life is foolish and dangerous.
Seeing Xing Mo's expression, Aurora jumped down from the throne of vines and pinched her cheek: "It's time to take a shower and go to bed. We have class tomorrow morning."
The Evil God had good self-control...
Xing Mo dodged Aurora's hand, then waved her wand to clean up the refuse from the potted plant and said: "We won't be attending classes tomorrow."
"We're skipping classes?" Aurora was startled, "We'll be deducted credits."
Aurora appeared to be a little too invested in the charade.
Xing Mo cleared her throat and said: "Credits don't matter. As long as you pass the final exam, credits don't mean anything."
"That so..." Aurora nodded and showed a wicked smile, "Why are we skipping classes?"
"I'm taking you to visit the Southern District." Xing Mo uttered and waved her hand, and a stack of banknotes appeared in her hand.
"Do you like going to the beach?"
......
Early Thursday morning, Xing Mo and Aurora took a Pegasus across the strait, and then took the steam railway in the Western District.
After three hours, the two stood on the streets of the Southern District, a warm breeze in their faces.
The walls of the houses on both sides of the street were made from sand-yellow bricks, wooden lattice windows behind arched windows.
These were typical Machiavellian style buildings. Goldners originated from the desert. As such, many of their habits, including architectural style, stemmed from the desert.
Only in the Citadel could such a scenery be witnessed... the five districts seemed to be slices of multiple civilizations combined t
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