The Seventh Miss, Di

Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",Professional habits are relieved, and when you smell this kind of taste, you look for the source.,Without hesitation, Ye Liuli rushed forward, parting the man's hair to examine his wounds and tearing open his clothes to bandage him.。