C767 Blood Type Inconsistent

Jian Qingchu mentioned Aaron and William. Wei Ling'er, who had gradually calmed down, looked at the dazzling blood on her clothes. Her heart began to hurt.

"No, I don't want to. I don't want to lose everyone who loves me! No!" Something suddenly roared in Wei Ling'er's mind. It was as if a block of ice had melted in her heart