The Prison Cell Opposite Yan Ruoxue
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The arrogant Geng Si had turned into an ice-cold corpse in the blink of an eye!
He lay on the ground, motionless, his blood staining the rain.
No expression could be seen on Jiang He's aged face.
The rain flowed down his cheeks. He turned around and walked toward Qin Yu step by step.
"Senior Jiang He..." Qin Yu said these words with difficulty.
Jiang He nodded slightly. He bent down and said faintly, "I'll take you back."
"No..." Qin Yu rejected Jiang He's good intentions.
He gritted his teeth and said, "This is a rare opportunity. I can't miss it..."
Jiang He frowned slightly and said, "Can you still stand up in your current state?"
Of course, Jiang He knew the side effects of this spell. Once it was cast, it would take at least ten days to half a month to stand up.
However, Qin Yu remained silent. He gritted his teeth and struggled to stand up from the ground.