C78 Phantom slaughtering(part iii)

Song Wan sat beside Ghost Empress Lin Miaoyin, her beautiful eyes staring straight at Song Yi's chest. Song Yi's chest was once again drenched in blood that was like peach blossoms, but he did not care at all, in his eyes, the victor had not been decided yet.

Song Yi's tiny eyes looked as if they were crying blood. His face was also covered with blood