Chu Qingge, Feng Li, works

    

oldier's eyes blazed with crimson!He actually hurt their kind and virtuous general's wife!"Kill him! Kill him!"All the brothers drew their swords simultaneously.Chu Weiyun clenched her palm, just wait...at down before carefully retreating.As he left, he lightly tugged at Feng Zhao's clothes.Feng could only retreat.But the young master just stood by the door, as if he didn't even have the intention of...