C362 Immortal sword qing qing qing

Yue Qiuxue's pure white body was wrapped in a blanket, feeling safer than before. She inadvertently glanced at Ling Tianfei, only to see that there were at least a thousand bloody wounds on his body, which were slanted vertically and intersected into a shocking bloody net, which was extremely frightening from the outside. If Ling Tianfei was pretending to be weaker, to be half-dead