C1161 A Storm Breezes for Eight Hundred and Seventy-four

"No worries, we're already here. There's no reason for us to go back!" Xin Yi said with a smile. Then, he took the dagger in Xiao Jin Rong's hand and quickly slashed across his wrist! Xin held his wrist close to the stone platform so that his blood could drip onto it!

Xuan frowned. As soon as Xin Yi's blood filled the stone table