Wen Ying's eyes were a little dilated, and Wen Lian's face couldn't help but appear in her mind.

Whether she used to be high-spirited, or the sick and helpless she saw today, such a living person died in front of her, and she only felt a chill all over her body.

But at this time, Wen Yan held her face and forced her to look at her: "Wen Ying, this matter has nothing to do with us, whether Wen Lian was tortured and killed, or deserved it,......

Chapter 141 The bed on the ground is dark red It is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,

Once the content is updated, please refresh the page again to get the latest updates!