C1772 The Dust Settled

Qi Mo squatted down and checked his breath. He was obviously relieved. "He's dead."

Qiao Sannyu's face turned pale. She felt relieved, but her heart could not stop trembling. "I... kill him." Her hands were stained with blood, just like him. She was quite afraid, but she did not regret. She had no choice but to do this.

"Use his own poison to end his own life