it is a state of decay and desolation.A cold north wind howls.Jun Xiaoyao stood there silently, a complex look in his eyes.Over there, an elderly man from Ningde also silently lamented.Every time he c...r.Bang!The palm wind tore through Hong Qian's delicate body, shattering her into five pieces. Her flesh and bones were beaten to a bloody pulp, as if she had been sliced and diced a thousand times.Her...