lt;lt;Waste Material

Quickly tidying up his clothes, Ling gave the man with the scar a look of disdain, and let out a sigh of relief in his heart. He was glad it wasn't **.,Li Qianzi cursed inwardly, her figure blurred, flitting like a ghost through the blades and shadows of the battlefield...,Li Qianzi sneered, it was Li Qianzi, but she was no longer the dead and ugly waste that she once was.。