His eyes were sharp, his sword eyebrows raised, his eyes deep and piercing. Between thick lashes, his jet-black pupils resembled a pool of ice water, emitting a coldness that could almost freeze a person solid.,This was Ye Liuli's first impression of him, but afterward, the ferocious fire scar on his face would shock her.,When holding the medicine box, Ye Liu almost cried. Whether it was thanking the Virgin Mary or Guanyin Bodhisattva, at this moment, all she wanted to do was express her gratitude.。