lt;lt;lt;Reborn Soar

The wind howled and whistled through the cracks in the window, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold that seeped into the very core. The floor beneath was frigid, offering no respite from the biting air.,With the banknotes and bracelets tossed into the void, Du Fei was about to leave.,"My god, isn't this the widow of Qin" Du Fei's heart raced with a swarm of grass mud horses: "Those two big shots just now... were Liu Haizhong."。