The Return of the Un

Before me stood a woman of striking beauty. Her oval face was pale and smooth, without a hint of makeup. Her features were delicate yet elegant, refined without being common.,"That scum dared to feign death! Such a lowlife deserves to be killed immediately." Yang Qingqing's heart was filled with rage.,After Qin Yi's death, his soul was drawn by the returning tunnel to the eighteenth layer of hell.。