He looked fine, but the bitterness in his heart and the swelling pain seemed to burst through his blood vessels, causing him to die.
It turned out that emotional pain was no less than the pain left by a knife ...
This kind of pain was unbearable, unbearable ...
Chu baiqing, you're good. Your knife skills are better than mine!
Gu Jue sneered. Everyone knew that Gu Jue was good with knives. He had cut off many fingers of those who did not follow the rules.
Chu baiqing was an expert at using scalpels, and now, Gu Jue finally understood what it meant to stab someone without seeing blood.
"I'm in a hurry!"
Chu Bai Qing looked at him, his tone still calm.
However, her palms were already sweating ...
"You're in a hurry?"
Gu Jue suddenly leaned forward and pinched Chu baiqing's chin, forcing him to look at him.
Chu baiqing's heart throbbed in pain when he felt the cold touch of Gu Jue's fingertips on his lower jaw.
