It was nearly evening now, the clock was ticking at about 5 and in a few minutes, the Sun would go down the horizon thus encasing the city with night.
One could also see the moon was visible in the sky, though not clear, one could see the crescent white shape in the blue sky.
In the guest room of Ye Qian's house, Yuan Meng and Ning Wei were holding Xiao Ya's hands and legs tightly while she shivered in pain.
Ye Qian had a 10 cm scalpel in his fingers which looked like a short sword that emitted golden light.
He took a large breath to calm himself down and nodded to the ladies while tucking Xiao Ya's top a little bit up.
Right after the top was pushed upwards the ladies had their eyes wide seeing Xiao Ya's skin.
Her skin was completely black and blue and in the centre, it looked purple and it was pulsing like it was alive.
Yuan Meng and Ning Wei shivered to look at the scene, meanwhile, Ye Qian reckoned them.
