ured out her identity and place yet!A captivating coldness, a suffocating sense of oppression, emanated from Fu Mo Han's body, like an invisible hand tightly encircling Lin Jin Ran.When the trees dyed...dagger, piercing like the wind, flew toward Gu Nandici's back. Dodging it was almost impossible!Gu Nanci leaned down, rolling his body to the side. The dagger grazed his clothes, "swoosh," a bloodstai...