lt;lt;Waste Material

The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.,Li Qianzi cursed inwardly, her figure blurred, flitting like a ghost through the blades and shadows of the battlefield...,The appearance is still as hideous as before, but the arrogant and cold expression, those eyes sharp as a leopard's, make one feel instantly that the person before them is different from before.。