Her children couldn't be trash (8)

A chance to pursue her openly, Yingluo.

"Brother Fu, don't say anything more. I won't let you die, never!"

A glint flashed in her eyes. She took out a dagger and cut her wrist. Blood instantly spurted out.

At this moment, Fu qingchen could not see anything clearly, so he did not notice di Ling 'er's movements. He only felt a warm liquid fall on his lips, with the sweet smell of blood.

the young girl's face grew paler and paler.

Because Fu qingchen had been seriously injured, he had been able to hold on until now only because he was waiting for di Ling 'er to give him an answer.

If di Ling 'er wanted to save him with blood, she would have to pay more than a little bit of money.

Of course, if it had not been for Fu qingchen, she would have been the one injured. If it had not been for Fu qingchen, she would not have been able to unleash her full strength out of anger and worry, and she would not have been able to defeat those demonic beasts.