C409 Injured Demonic Flame

"Yao Yan …" Trembling, Ling Xueshi didn't dare to touch the arrow. She looked at Wu Tie's pale face and knew that she had to save him as soon as possible. Otherwise, he would really die. A tear fell. Ling Xueshi felt very sad. If it wasn't for her, Ling Yu, Mu Yudi, and you, Yao Yan, wouldn't be like this. Was our choice correct?

Drops after droplets of tears fell