The Seventh Miss, Di

A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,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.,Sun Dazhu swallowed hard, and Gu Lanxi only then realized something was wrong. She pushed Sun Dazhu and the others out, and she herself turned her head to avoid looking directly at him.。