"But I also have to be on guard."
Mo Li didn't know what he suddenly thought of, his tooth ached, and he sucked in a breath. "Don't worry, Tingshen won't be able to come to your rescue. I know his whereabouts very clearly. By the time I'm done with you, what could he possibly do?"
Chu Yao's whole body felt cold, with a sharp pain in her chest.
Her upper and lower teeth seemed to be crumbling, trembling ceaselessly. She didn't know where the coldness came from, her lips turned blue with cold, shivering. Suddenly she hardened her heart, bit her lower lip, and tasted the flavor of blood in her mouth.
As Mo Li approached, she spat a mouthful of blood at his face, "Pah! You wish!"
Mo Li paused for a moment, his eyes crazed like a wild beast, he let out a skewed laugh, grabbing Chu Yao's skirt and viciously tearing it apart.
...
Minglun.
When Bo Yanching arrived with Nan Jiaojiao, Mo Tingshen was already there.
