A bloody head
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
Her five fingers clasped tightly on that fair wrist, and immediately red marks appeared.
Ye Qing Luo leaned in close to Lan Ling Nuo and her bewitching eyes stared coldly at her in arrogance.
Lan Ling Nuo felt her legs turning into jelly as a gust of cold air arose from under her feet.
She felt as though she was in an ice palace, the chill entering her bones.
She wanted to struggle but had no ounce of strength at all.
"Should I call you brave, or silly?" Ye Qing Luo's charmingly crafty voice rang by her ear as though she was like a ghost asking for her life.
Lan Ling Nuo's eyes widened and that delicately beautiful face had now turned twisted from fright.
"Without any ability, you dare to come crashing against me." Ye Qing Luo narrowed her eyes as she gave a cold smile, "Aren't you very confident about your own beauty? Aren't you very sure that you've definitely gotten Ji Cang Tian? Why not let me do a test for you?"