Suddenly, the demon with blood-stained hands turned his gaze and his lips curled up slightly as he walked towards her, step by step.
No, don't!
All the jealousy in Gu Xinyue's eyes had already dissipated, her heart flooded with fear, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
"No, you are my sister, you can't kill me."
Immediately after, the icy fingertips clenched her neck, and the feeling of suffocation came over her once more.
Gu Xinyue widened her eyes, meeting those sinister, bloodthirsty eyes, and her calves trembled uncontrollably.
In an instant, fear and regret took over all her emotions.
Her mind went blank, her face crawling with the color of despair.
Just when she thought she was about to die, the person in front of her suddenly let go of her hand.
"Cough, cough, cough—"
Gu Xinyue lay on the ground like a dead fish, coughing violently, her clothes and hair in disarray, with no time to care about her appearance.
