Gurgle gurgle…
The sound of overflowing blood was very soft.
Lowering his eyelids, Tian Ye glanced at the hand that had pierced through his entire chest from behind. The fresh blood spilled from the ruptured chest, spreading like several little red snakes along his forearms, converging at the fingertips and dripping into the void…
With a cold gaze lingering for a moment, a mysterious smile suddenly crossed Tian Ye's lips.
His will-spirit perceived, Xu Yuan's voice still as cold and gentle:
"You... what are you laughing at?"
"I… what am I laughing at?"
Tian Ye struggled to lift his hand, gently grabbing the blade-like hand that had pierced through his chest. It was warm to the touch, still wet with blood. Turning his beautiful eyes towards the man behind him, his smile bloomed like flowers: "You… what do you think I am laughing at now?"
Xu Yuan watched her flawless profile for a moment, chuckled softly and said:
