A Heavenly Gift: The

Qiao Qian's fingers turned icy cold: "I don't believe it! I want to confront Zhou Zhe face-to-face!",He rushed downstairs and stood under the scorching sun, yet he didn't feel a single bit of warmth.,In the blur, large drops fell onto his face. He instinctively wanted to go to his stomach, but the power coming from his belly was slowly fading away.。