Yet those eyes were startlingly bright! Like the hellfire of the underworld burning with a cold, sharp, and monstrously deep hatred and unyielding will, they locked relentlessly onto that grim figure upon the high platform—Qin Lie himself!
Half a step behind him, Ayina's graceful figure resembled an orchid in the moonlight. She firmly gripped several strangely colored, bulging small leather pouches, her gaze cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice as she swept her eyes across the dense mass of enemy troops.
Qin Lie had returned! At the very moment of Zhou Hong's greatest triumph and most murderous intent, in the most impossible and perilous desperate situation, he had stepped into this Shura killing ground meticulously prepared for him!
Chapter 136