Chapter 1137: Trace Clues_2

The fresh blood that had flowed from Peng Tian's body had now reached the alarming volume of 700ml; if it continued to spill, his life would be in jeopardy.

A few seconds later, Peng Tian slowly opened his eyes and, struggling, got to his feet. He scanned the room for something that might save him, his handsome face utterly devoid of color, pale to the point of resembling the dead.

"How have you been lately?" a cold voice echoed from the doorway.

Peng Tian raised his head to see the figure of the human-snake Bai Lian standing at the entrance.

With indifferent eyes, Bai Lian observed Peng Tian standing by the bed and then glanced at the pool of fresh blood on the ground, emotionless.

"Did you do this?" As soon as Peng Tian saw the human-snake Bai Lian, he immediately understood why his left hand had suffered such an affliction, but sadly, even with this realization, it was of no use.

"Where is he?" Bai Lian cut to the chase.

"What?" Peng Tian was momentarily stunned.