He stayed there, looking at Jiang Nanyan, and complex lights flashed through his dark bottomless pupils.
Xia Houfeng's hand holding the knife loosened.
He even staggered back several steps before he stood firm.
From the beginning to the end, Xia Houfeng's expression was full of disbelief, and his black eyes were getting darker inch by inch.
It was as if it was only at this moment that she realized that she had no place at all in Jiang Nanyan's heart...[
His mind went blank and he had lost all ability to think.
Jiang Nanyan gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and pulled out the knife on her shoulder, pressed the shoulder that was bleeding and experiencing bone-chilling pain, and stood up unsteadily.
"Do you think this is enough?" Jiang Nanyan slowly walked to Xia Houfengli step by step and asked word by word,
If she still had the slightest hope for Xia Houfeng in her heart, the knife just now had completely given up her hope, and she had no idea about the cold man in front of her.
He is simply a cold-blooded animal!
A cold-blooded animal that kills without blinking an eye!
First it was her child, then Mo Yong, then Huangfulian, and then herself...
So many Imperial Guards have died, how many more people do he think will die?
Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian, Mo Yong, and then at the corpses one after another on the ground, as well as the land and river stained red by blood. His eyes slowly grew colder inch by inch.