C1045 Uncle Qi's Skills Are Pretty Good

Zuo Qian had never mentioned that to anyone before.

There was only that pool of blood in her head. It was bright red, just like the one that flowed out after Qi Fei was shot.

The blood was like water, accumulating and accumulating.

"... At that time, my big brother covered my mouth tightly, the three of us hid under the bed, not daring to move. I couldn't see my mother, just the pool of blood