C679 Chapter 679

He didn’t feel any pain, but bright red blood still ran down, dripping onto his hand.

Moh Yao was putting Qianmo away and fastening it at her waist. Her gaze stayed lowered, cold as ice. “Tell your Number One: once I’ve challenged every elder, it’s her time. And if it’s not her… even if she gets it, she won’t keep it for long.”

“You…” Jianfeng pressed a hand to his burning cheek