His face was pale and emaciated, covered in wounds that oozed blood. His eyes were wide with terror.,Half an hour later, Zhou Tianming's dantian was already brimming with a formidable amount of Yuanli. Then, this Yuanli gathered and gradually transformed into a swirling vortex.,Once Zhou Tianming was dead, his sister, Zhou Xue, would still be forced to marry that foolish son. That simpleton wouldn't know what to do. In the end, Zhou Xue would just become another plaything for Master Zhou Han.。