difference these classmates had shown him before. 。He smiled and responded to everyone's greetings, as if nothing had ever happened before. 。Finally reaching the classroom door of Class One, Year On..."I don't think so. My nephew is the most skilled at creating miracles." 。" Zhenhua said with a smilein's contribution points were less than 20,000 left. He now only had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the blood of the Ten Thousand Year Dragon-type soul beast wouldn't be too expensive....