C117 Untamed

"Hei Hao!" Xia Xun's mournful voice, along with an empty bowl, smashed towards this man, "Are you really going to force me to my death? Are you really going to force me to death! "

Her vision blurred as she spat out the porridge she had just drunk. She clutched her throat as she vomited for a long time. When she sat up again, Xia Yan had no strength left at all