C759 Incompassionate Nature

This knife hung around his neck like a bell. Every time it swayed, a pleasant sound would come from the depths of his heart. He seemed to see a beautiful figure appear before his eyes, silently paying attention to him and waiting for him.

So everything was not a dream.

Holding the dagger, Yang Ping had a strange feeling. Yang Ping sighed and her body suddenly felt heavy, in the outside world