Don't say he's just a local thug, even an ordinary hooligan. A few sweet words and two hands, it wouldn't be a capital offense, right,"The fragrance is warm and inviting, as delicate as a orchid!" Qin Yi's nostrils twitched slightly, his lips seemed to carry a dreamlike breath.,In this lawless and desolate realm, the ones who control the spatial order are the strongest Ghost King and the ancient sects from Hell.。