Li Xuan's figure slowly appeared from behind Lin Ling, and he neatly pulled out the blood-stained butterfly knife. Lin Ling seemed to feel the pain after half a beat, reached out to touch it, and then saw the blood stained red on his fingers.

It was her blood.

She's like...

There's no way to get out of here...

Lin Ling, who was flustered, subconsciously stretched out his hand to Jiang Xiu.

The goblins never thought about it.

One day, the blood that would be enough for them to be a stimulant would become so glaring.

Glaring

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