C470 Can Not Be!

"Where's the wound?" Nangong Yixiao looked at Yan Wanwan's clear face with five fingers and her mouth full of blood. He did not dare to imagine what other injuries she had.

Wanwan struggled to raise her hand to wipe away the blood on her lips. She was so calm and cold that it did not seem like she had just experienced such a terrible thing.

"The blood in my mouth is not mine