C115 Regression
Under the urging of scout Ya over and over again, as he brought Ye Qingqing closer and closer to the edge of the cliff, the struggle in Gu Yuan's eyes gradually became firm.
Gu Yuan slowly raised his dagger. How could Ye Qingqing watch him make his move? As the scout pointed his finger at his carotid artery, Ye Qingqing held his arm! The thought of death ruthlessly crashed into the scout's side