Lin Hang pouted, feeling aggrieved, "I almost hit the bucket."
"I'm sorry." My gaze could hardly pull away from the knife wounds on Lin Hang's body, and I felt genuinely bad, "Where's Xintang? How is she?"
Old Madam Lin, Yan Hua, definitely wouldn't target Lin Hang, a collateral branch, mainly aiming at Xintang.
Yu Longting and I couldn't stay at the Lin Family to accompany and protect Xintang.
The heavy burden was given to Lin Hang, who ended up having a tough time.
Lin Hang casually draped the blood-stained school uniform over his body and led me into the City God Temple, "Sister Tang is staying inside the temple, cousin, I'm just whining a little, I'm a man, I don't fear pain!"
There wasn't much light in the City God Temple, cool and dim.
The giant, colorful statue was shrouded in dark shadows.
"..." I had something to say, but it got stuck in my throat for a moment.
Under the red painted pillar at an angle, leaned a fair-skinned girl with snake-like legs.
