The Seventh Miss, Di

His eyes were sharp, his sword eyebrows raised, his eyes deep and piercing. Between thick lashes, his jet-black pupils resembled a pool of ice water, emitting a coldness that could almost freeze a person solid.,Dongfang Lie never expected that the person in front of him would bite like a dog. He instinctively let go of his hand.,It's sad to say, there was a risk of being skinned just after crossing over. Luckily, although this man's head was injured, it seemed like only a minor wound.。