"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,However, the eternal war in hell did not extinguish the flames of his revenge.,Floating clouds, a dog with gray fur, in my past life, I was just an insignificant ant in your eyes, but in this life, you will be crawling and trembling under my feet!。