The cold blade was free on the girl's face, the coat was cut one after another to reveal delicate skin, the leaf ink was still exerting, a deep and shallow mouth was cut out on the girl's arm.

"I promise the next knife is in your face." Leaf ink said faintly, hand side with the knife free.

"I said, I don't know what's going on. A man gave me money to carefully hit Xia Yihan." The girl burst into tears.

Ye Zimo got up and the book next to him came up in a panic and whispered, "I'm going to find out who it is now."

Leaf ink pale knife...