The Seventh Miss, Di

A cold male voice echoed out, its tone as if frozen, carrying a chill and an air of killing intent.,Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.","Aunty, could it be that heaven is against us If I recall correctly, I died in my previous life to save a terminally ill patient who was desperate. Logically speaking, good deeds should be rewarded. Even if this reincarnation is considered a blessing, living comfortably as a carefree layabout would be best."。