C12 Go to the Bamboo Temple

"What happened to me?"

I retorted in a low voice. I really felt that there was no need for Ling Xiao to kill me. Although his appearance had indeed disturbed me, it was also because I was wrong in the first place.

Shen Yiwen looked at my innocent face, stretched out his hand and poked my forehead, saying, "You are speaking with a ghost of friendship