lt;lt;lt;Reborn Soar

Her mother passed away early, and her father was a fifth-level caster at Hongxing Rolling Mill. Three months ago, he died from an occupational injury.,The roof was covered with yellowed old newspapers, the walls were mottled, and the windows weren't made of glass, but were grimy paper panes.,Du Fei frowned, digesting the new information about the neighbors in the courtyard. Suddenly, he saw a graceful figure.。