PREVIEW
... hand snapped directly, ink splattered everywhere, leaving little black spots on his white silver-threaded sleeve and alabaster-like hand.
"Ah..."
Ye Qi’s face instantly turned deathly pale, an excruciating pain that made him let out a muffled groan.
"Brother Ye Qi, what’s wrong?!"
Wen Xiao’ai was startled by Ye Qi’s sudden change.
"Blood, Blood Poisonous Insect..."
He tightly gripped the broken brush, the jagged end stabbing fiercely into the fles ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























