C237 He Was Obsessed

In the dark room, there was only a little spark of fire, smoke rising up, and in the haze, someone coughed lightly.

For the past two days, Mu Shaogong had not slept for even a moment.

In his mind, there was only Jian Xi lying on the ground. Blood dyed her skirt red. Her face was pale. Even though she lost consciousness, her hands were still tightly clenched, stubborn to the end.

At that moment