C1333 Mother Does Not Cry Whooshing in the Dusk!

Xu Wanqing, who was moaning on the ground, saw Zhaozhao escape.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across his pale face.

She tried hard to prop herself up.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the dagger out from his right arm.

"Buzz!"

Countless blood spurted out from Xu Wanqing's right arm.

His forehead was covered in cold sweat.

His entire back was covered in sweat.

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