lt;lt;Waste Material

The land of Kyushu, the capital of the Northern Qi Kingdom.,The scar-faced man grinned cruelly and roughly tore open Li Qianzi's collar.,Li Qianzi turned her head back. Under the silver-white lightning, Nan Gongyu at the door wore a magnificent red wedding robe, his figure elegant and unrestrained. He was extraordinary, but at this moment, his face was as cold as ice. A pair of narrow and long eyes stirred up a storm, as if they wanted to devour Li Qianzi in front of him mercilessly.。