lt;lt;Waste Material

The scarred man was kicked hard off the bed, let out a cry of pain, and then stared at Li Qianzi in astonishment.,Nangong Yu's long and cold eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but re-examine the person in front of him.,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。