C43 Chaotic Red Dust Praising People While Beating People up

The weather was cold, the earth was cold, and the night dew condensed into ice beads. Tao Qigong, who had fallen on the ice, played with the wolf thorns in his hand in boredom. Without any warning, he threw the wolf thorns out. In the blink of an eye, the cold wolf thorns pierced three inches into the ground in front of Chu Yizhen. They bounced up a few pieces of ice shards and flew back