His face was destroyed.

Once that handsome face, but at this moment has become so, how can he not heartache.

Sitting sadly on the cold ground, Li's face is as ashes as dust.

His body was trembling violently, he hated, he was angry.

Just then, a figure came out of the ice cave slowly.

See that figure is the "round face" of the old basalt, the old basalt has just heard Li Tian's distressed cry, and now also see Li Tian's damaged face.

Looking at the decadent Li Tian sitting on the ground, the Xuanwu old man suddenly muttered, "Don't be sad, little doll... The human cortex is nothing more...