Chapter 1187: King Channing's Tax

rimson to the hearts of all who behold her.With a thud, the hulking man's headless body hit the ground.The blood instantly converged into a pool, and the pool spread along the slope. Even though the s... at Zhao Qinglan.Only Zhao Qinglan's face was deathly pale, a sickly white without any blood. Though her chest still rose and fell faintly, the movement was small, almost imperceptible.Li Chen doesn't...