sed his palm against the metal plate, silently feeling... 。He was already a blacksmith nearing the level of a saint, his familiarity with metal surpassing that of ordinary people. 。By touch and spirit...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。the forest. 。Don't worry about your companions, you only need to worry about yourself. 。You can rest assured, without my orders, that Nightmare wouldn't dare touch them. 。They all enjoy tormenting peo...