The Seventh Miss, Di

A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,Ye Liuli was startled, "What You want to make my skin into a drum Have I done anything to you Let me go!",This is an old wound, it was already healed, but the previous wound was too deep, even after healing the surface was very thin. After today's impact, it cracked again, oozing blood.。