C135 End of end？？

Qin Lianshuang's half charming and half handsome face was as cold as ice. Her pair of cold eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old cellar.

A terrifying aura of danger enveloped his entire body.

His hands, hidden in his sleeves, were tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

The more he saw how serious the Blue Luan was of Prince Nan Zhao