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nTranslator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

nBlood poured out of Feng Qingtian’s chest and flowed down his stomach and into his pants.

nRuthlessness flashed in Feng Qingtian’s eyes.

nGu Bailu realized that this wasn’t good.

n“You…”

nWas he out of his mind? He was throwing away his life just to satisfy his desire?

n“Gu Bailu, remember: Whatever I want, I’ll have it in the end. I don’t have much patience.”

nGu Bailu loosened her grip. The amount of blood in her hand was astounding.

nHowever, Feng Qingtian didn’t react. His eyes were still dangerous and bottomless, as if they could swallow her whole.

nGu Bailu was dumbfounded. What should she do?

nShould she give the hairpin another push and kill him, or should she let him continue?

nFeng Qingtian, however, didn’t give her time to think. He kissed her lips rudely and aggressively.

nGu Bailu wondered if he was going to die on top of her.

nAlthough she didn’t want it, her body was quite honest. She did have some feelings for Feng Qingtian.

nShe was in a dilemma right now.

nIf they continued, it would be miserable for her if Feng Qingtian died halfway.

nDamn it. What was this about?

nShe seemed to have met a man who hadn’t touched a woman in a thousand years!

nCould somebody give her a hint what to do?

n“Well, shouldn’t you stop the bleeding first? It’ll be terrible if you die before you can enjoy yourself.”

nGu Bailu could only try to reason with him.

nShe couldn’t be any more reluctant.

n“There’s no need. Let’s focus on business.” Feng Qingtian sounded hoarse and in a hurry.

nThere was no sign that he was heavily wounded.

nHowever, the stink of blood between them suggested that his wound was still bleeding.

nGu Bailu was confident in her technique. That stab must’ve reached his heart.

nHe could really die. It wasn’t a joke.

n“Is your brain infested with your sperm right now? I’m telling you to come back after you treat your wound.” Gu Bailu was angry.

nFeng Qingtian bit her earlobe. “Isn’t it in your best interest if I die?”

n“How can I get out of here if you die?”

nShe didn’t know where she was. Her runes didn’t work in this strange place.

nShe didn’t intend to spend the rest of her life next to a body.

n“Tell me who you are.” Feng Qingtian exerted strength, as if he was trying to stuff himself into her body to see what she was exactly, and why he would abandon his oath, just to have her.

nHe could turn a blind eye to any woman, but he couldn’t control himself before her.

nFeng Qingtian seemed to be trying to punish her with this.

nWho said that it was enjoyable and not the least bit painful?

n“I have been and always will be Gu Bailu. Can you be gentler? It hurts.”

nFeng Qingtian asked gravely, “Do we really not know each other?”

n“No, not in a past life, nor in this one.”

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