Dongfang Lie narrowed his eyes, "This king imagined it beautifully. Let's make this skin into a war drum and send it to the frontline soldiers.",Ye Liuli Zhou is not only but also sweats, not knowing whether to rejoice or lament.,"The King, of course, is good. It's just that he's tired," her voice was soft, but crisp like a yellow oriole singing, tender and gentle, "Since the King is asleep, let's discuss anything else tomorrow."。