author:<p>Smoke</p
state:serializing
brief introduction:
Qing Tong looked left and right, but she couldn't see anything special about the bead.,But when a glint appeared in her eyes, the smile on her lips turned wickedly sinister, instantly transforming her into a dark god as described in Western hell.,Unable to discern anything unusual, Qing Tong felt quite bored. With a casual flick of her finger, she sent the bead rolling aside.。