It was her... He had made his little Ge 'er suffer so much pain.
His little song is a reshuffle. The wife that he couldn't bear to touch at all…
Standing at the side, Di Juechen's eyes turned even darker and his eyes were filled with killing intent!
The smell of blood filled the surroundings.
At this moment, Di Juechen was like an emotionless killing machine.
Just like what he said, whoever touched his wife…Die!
Feng Chu Ge was his reverse scale!!
Di Juechen stood tall at the side and looked at the person on the ground with disdain. There was no emotion in his eyes. He looked at Yan Mu as if he was looking at a dead person. He was so calm.
On the ground, Yan Mu's face was twisted in pain.
She widened her eyes and opened her mouth, wanting to continue begging for mercy.
However, that imposing manner was so oppressive that she could not speak at all.
The pain in his arm came in waves| It was so painful that she almost fainted a few times…