C1217 I Can Only Die Alone

"Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

As she laid on Old Yao's body, tears kept flowing down her face. One of her hands was tightly holding onto the wound on Old Yao's chest. Blood had already soaked her hands.

"Silly girl, don't cry. Master is fine."

Old Yao weakly stretched out his hand and looked at the heartbroken and heartbroken Old Yao. A kind smile appeared on his face.

"Master