Mystic Clan of the P

"It seemed to be a circular, shimmering thing..." Lu Jiangxian pondered vaguely, a faint premonition arising in her heart:,This sudden impact made Lu Jiangxian feel like someone had punched him in the chest, leaving him short of breath. However, his own body, aided by the surging river water and the recoil force of the collision, flipped over steadily, landing face up, directly facing the sun shimmering on the rippling surface of the river.,Lu Jiangxian silently watched the sun on the river surface. The water waves surged and flowed, causing the light patterns under the water to twist constantly.。