Chapter 1930 This unwillingness couldn't be transformed

howing his displeasure." 。Fu Mochen silently twitched his lips, said nothing, and continued to massage Lin Jinran's fingers lightly. The solemnity between his sword brows grew even tighter. 。In the m... and death, driven by her instinct for survival, she grabbed a knife and held it against Lin Shan'er's attack.The blade cut through her palm, crimson blood snaking down her wrist like a stream winding...