Disfigurement of Qin Churou 2

Zhao Jia curled her lips and raised her hand.

Qin Churou only saw a knife stabbing at her. Qin Churou's eyes widened.

Before she could react, the knife cut across her face.

"Ah--"

Qin Churou felt the sharp pain on her face. She pushed Zhao Jia away and covered her face.

Zhao Jia sneered and said, "Qin Churou, evil has its retribution."

Under the light, the bloody knife was especially dazzling.

"You're courting death, Zhao Jia!"

Qin Churou's mind was full of thoughts. She was disfigured. She was disfigured!

Her ears were buzzing, and she could no longer hear the sounds of insects at night.

Qin Churou pounced forward. Suddenly, a knife was pressed against her chest again.

Qin Churou didn't dare to move.

Zhao Jia had no way out now. There was nothing to be afraid of. Her face was full of gloom. "Qin Churou, if you come any closer, I'll kill you. We'll die together."