C827 Chapter 827

His eyes held no emotion. The emptiness in that look hurt Moh Yao even more than the searing agony of Dao Yang’s arm punching through her chest.

Moh Yao lowered her head and stared at Dao Yang’s blood-soaked hand. Then she suddenly threw her head back and screamed, “AAAAAH—!”

The shriek sliced through the clouds and the moon, shaking the mountains and rivers, so sharp it made ears ring