C82 Please god you can't ask half of it

Little Sister Zhou was holding a small dagger in her hand. There was nothing strange about the shape of the dagger. The dagger was a bright red, as if it had just been soaked in blood.

She took the dagger and squatted behind the tension, I feel a little nervous, I don't know what Sister Zhou will do again.

"Help him up, and I'll give him some blood. If you don't dare to look