Su Rui has been away for half an hour, while Wan Yan Zhengyong is still standing still. The blood from his shoulder has already stained half of his body red!

"Why didn't he kill me?"

After Yan Zhengyong was white and green, he finally said the first sentence in half an hour. He did not faint because of excessive blood loss.

Tian Bingyi finally said, "Maybe he thinks it's worse than killing you."

It is more painful to let a person lose his dream and become a mere walking corpse than to let him continue to live!

"Should I just slap myself to death?"

After asking this question, Wan Yan...