C226 The Situation

Puchi!

Nearby, Qing Meng's delicate face abruptly blanched, her rosy lips parting slightly as a torrent of scalding blood sprayed out, splattering the hard, cold ground with an eerie shade of red. The blood, weaving through the myriad scars etched into the earth, seeped away silently, evoking the image of a vibrant, beguiling blood-red rose.

Her face, usually soft and alluring