Moments later, the door was flung open with a loud "bang" by Nan Gong Yu's forceful kick. A gust of cold wind swept in, ruffling Li Qian Zi's magnificent crimson wedding robe.,I was thinking of letting that scar-faced man kill them one by one, but I didn't expect this waste to have killed the scar-faced man first.,Li Qianzi cursed inwardly, her figure blurred, flitting like a ghost through the blades and shadows of the battlefield...。