She could only see Fan Qiuhe gently smiling at her as he chiseled a hole in her body with the tool in his hand and dug around inside her dantian.
"AHHHHH!!!!" The berserk Qiao Mu opened her eyes wide in terror as she stared unwaveringly in front of her.
There, the person sitting there was no longer Asi…
In Qiao Mu's eyes, Asi was Fan Qiuhe, Achir was also Fan Qiuhe, and even Ali was still Fan Qiuhe.
A great many Fan Qiuhes leered at her sinisterly.
She flailed the bronze cuff around her wrist madly and screamed, "Fan Qiuhe, Fan Qiuhe, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you Fan Qiuhe!!! AHHHH!!"
"Qiaoqiao, Qiaoqiao!!"
Mo Lian, who had come upon being informed, simply could not believe his eyes.
His darling was still perfectly all right when he left the bedchamber in the morning. She was sleeping tranquilly while hugging the blankets cutely, so what had happened during this time?
