C1215 Lu Tu and the Demon Beast

Time is like a handful of quicksand, and no matter how hard you push it, it goes away slowly.

Days passed. The egg that Wang Mang had nurtured with his fresh blood had completely turned from pure white to red like blood. However, after the white cocoon turned into a blood cocoon, the strange bug in the egg still showed no signs of hatching!

In the spacious and bright hall