C80 Demon Imprint

Wu Tie's burning gaze instantly froze into ice upon hearing these words. He did not answer and only smiled bitterly. His fingertips caressed Ling Mochen's handsome face. That indifferent face did not have a trace of nostalgia. He only wanted to escape from Ling Mochen's side.

Gong Loujue's heart ached, and he lost control of his emotions