"He's your enemy."
"That's why I'll hook up with him and then kill him off."
"He has a woman he loves."
Xiao Qiao waved her hand indifferently, "It doesn't matter, he's about to die anyway. If he doesn't, I can send her on her way too."
Lu Xiaojiu suddenly felt, what you said makes sense, and I find myself speechless, of course, she always had an unreasonable trust and protectiveness toward Xiao Qiao. Even if such a twisted view came from her mouth, she wasn't too surprised.
After all, Xiao Qiao herself was an existence that shocked the conventional world.
Qiao Xia's face turned pale as she looked out of the window, her body weakening. She watched helplessly as Mu Liang's blood gushed out, the dark red fluid seeming to carry a stench of blood even in the wind.
Mu Liang...
Mu Liang!
You fool, why would you harm yourself!
