C1485 You Don't Have a Fever Anymore.

Seeing that the short sword was about to pierce into Fu Ling's body, Chu Qing rushed over without hesitation.

"Go to hell!" Gong Yan's face was sinister, and the short sword in his hand was about to pierce into Fu Ling.

Fu Ling frowned and was about to make a move, but the sharp short sword was held.

That hand had a lot of blood flowing out, dripping onto her blanket