C301 It Hurts It Hurts!

This was Di Chenjue's blood, the last scent he had of her.

At this moment, perhaps he was already dead, and his body was cold and stiff!

As he looked at the crimson glow, his eyes once again became moist. He could not help but stagger, his body on the verge of collapse.

After he died, he would no longer speak. He would no longer torment her. He would no longer pamper her