Chapter 123: Dark Vortex

nding close to Song Wanxi. Two blood beads, round and bright, welled up on their index fingers—the heart's blood from this body, each dotting Song Wanxi's brow.His voice was gentle, his finger lightly... uncomfortable. He couldn't squeeze onto the carriage of the Golden Crown Priest, and Liang was not only from a low social standing but also unable to speak eloquently. He didn't even have someone to...