Zhao Ping'an Qi works

Chapter 1247

    

ot of effort.>>A venerable old man in a black official's hat and a red robe sat facing forward on the platform. His eyes were like hooks, radiating an air of stern authority. This must be the judge pr... die!"He shook his head and said, ""It's too late to say anything now.Then, a light dawned on him. Back when he walked the path of heaven, he had seen his mother. The guardian wasn't an ordinary being...