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 narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",When Ye Liuli saw this disfigured man sitting in a wooden chair, she chuckled, "To think he's a cripple! Serves him right! Who asked him to be so heartless and evil He shouldn't have escaped punishment!"。