C111 You Are a Bastard

"Stab me! "Faster!" Mo Yunxiao didn't explain, he just repeated the two words.

Zhu Zimo sat up and took out a short knife from his waist. The edge of the knife was open, and it glimmered with a cold light.

"Where?" Zhu Zimo felt her voice start to tremble.

"Anywhere will do! "Faster!" Mo Yunxiao urged her urgently.

Zhu Zimo clenched her teeth