C70 Qing Killing Banquet

Mu Yangyang wiped it with her hand and couldn't help grinning. She sucked in a breath of cold air and made a hissing sound. She didn't expect Gu Xiu to be so abnormal that he would use so much strength.

Mu Yangyang pulled down her clothes again, exposing her collarbone. There was a row of teeth marks on it, and the blood had already clotted.

Mu Yangyang frowned. If that was the case