People from the sacred land

"Don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. " Shang Yuan looked at Shang Qiu and bent over to help him up.

As she stood up, a cold glint flashed across Shang Qiu's eyes. A small dagger had appeared in her hand.

"Pfft!"

The dagger stabbed into Shang Yuan's abdomen, and the blood instantly dyed Shang Yuan's shirt red.

"Father!"

Seeing this, everyone's expression changed. Some of their children, who had not recovered from the shock, looked at Shang Qiu in disbelief. They even subconsciously thought that Shang Qiu was being controlled by some mysterious power.

No one would think that the children of their father, their siblings, would hurt their father.

"Swish!"

Almost at the same time that the dagger pierced Shang Yuan's abdomen, Shang Yu kicked Shang Qiu's head and sent him flying a few meters away.

"Father, how are you?"

Shang beiyue looked at Shang Qiu coldly and immediately went forward to support Shang Yuan.