C685 A Rabbit That Was about to Die

In fact, Yang Xuefeng was not wrong, or rather, he had just said it casually. The blood on Zhou Ming's hand was indeed from Lau Mei. She had just had her period this morning, and she had a lot of it. She had to walk on the small path towards the Wann River. She had no choice but to rest for a few times. The amount of blood affected her speed and mood, but she had no other choice