C30 The real Miss Nine

Zhuo Gonggui clenched his fists, and on his cracked skin, four to five drops of blood flowed down, falling into the clear water.

"It's your turn. Fei Yan. " Zhuo Gonggui looked at Fei Yan.

Fei Yan walked two steps forward. Seeing the drop of blood in the water, she knew that she couldn't avoid it this time. Thus, she held the dagger in her right hand, opened her left hand