C278 Every Family Has Their Own Troubles(1)

The woman in red was lying on the mountaintop. There were purple and black spots on her bright red clothes, which were the traces of blood. Her face was pale. Every time she breathed, black blood would gush out from her seven apertures. There was a black dagger in her right rib, and the dagger in her left hand was a perfect pair.

"Pavilion Master