Chapter 112: Flourishing from Death

Ling Yajing's complexion changed drastically; she never expected that this man would choose not to leave.

Has he gone mad?

To save herself, he actually agreed to the opponent's cruel demand.

Stabbing his own chest ruthlessly with five slashes! Ling Yajing could not bear to imagine the scene; it was simply too terrifying.

This was undoubtedly suicide!

"Chu Mo, leave! I'm begging you, please hurry and leave! You are under no obligation to save me. Although we are married, we have no actual feelings between us! Go!"

Ling Yajing's voice was almost hoarse, she never thought Chu Mo would agree to the opponent for her sake.

"Hurry, or else I'll kill her!" Zhao Dongfeng bellowed maniacally.

Chu Mo's eyes focused, and with a flick of his foot, a sharp dagger dropped by one of the previously slain men fell into his hand.

"As you wish!"

His voice was chilling to the bone, and the next second, Chu Mo thrust the dagger toward his chest.

"Don't..." Ling Yajing screamed.