She cringed. The fear of approaching death chilled her.
But how could she accept this!
How could he accept this?!
The warm blood flowed down her arm and hung weakly on the ground.
On her other side, her fingers were gripping the ground tightly, and her nails were bleeding.
Once again, she fell into a state of complete self-madness.
It looked ferocious and terrifying.
Ji Fengmian looked at her and shook his head.
"You're wrong! I won't die. Even if I die, I won't die in the hands of that b*tch Shen Fanxing!"
She shouted hysterically and looked at Qi Mohan. "So what if she saved her mother? Shen Fanxing doesn't even know if she's dead or alive! You like that b*tch? How sad. It's not easy for you to have a chance to act cool, but you didn't have the chance to let her see it. Perhaps she has already died in the hands of that leader?"