lt;lt;Waste Material

Li Qianzi cried out in despair, resisting fiercely. The man with the scar roared in anger, his hand gripping her neck tightly, suffocating her.,In the silvery flash, the disfigured face of Zi wasn't as panicked as before. His eyes were sharp and filled with killing intent, like a fierce demon from hell, sending chills down one's spine.,At this time, Nangong Yu, who was secretly monitoring the situation in Xifang, was shocked and rushed over with his men.。