C582 This Man Is too Evil

If he was one of them, it meant that he wasn't Mo Yi, but one of them.

Yu Se continued to stitch the needle in her hand, but the cold sweat on her forehead became thicker.

She leaned slightly to the side and used the sleeve of her arm to wipe it. To prevent the sweat from dripping onto the wound that Mo Jingyao was suturing.

Then