Whether you can survive or not, it's up to fate

He turned around and strolled away.

Tang Ziyu cried on the ground, her voice hoarse, " "i'll make you regret this, i'll really make you regret yingluo!"

She closed her eyes and exerted force with her right hand. The sharp blade cut her skin, and red blood instantly flowed out. As if she didn't feel pain, she kept exerting force with her right hand. The blade was embedded in her wrist, and the blood flowed like a stream, dying her clothes red.

Xia Xuanmo looked back, but there was no surprise or panic in his eyes. He didn't react to this situation at all. He still turned around and left, but he took out his mobile phone and called the emergency number. As for whether Tang Ziyu could hold on until the ambulance arrived, it was up to God!