Misty Cloud Translations

  Misty Cloud Translations

  Sima You Yue flung her away, and Zong Zheng Han Yue was tossed far. Her head hit the wall heavily.

  As she raised her head, fresh blood trickled down the side of her face. She glared maliciously at Sima You Yue, wishing she could chop her into ten thousand pieces.

  Sima You Yue wiped her hand then tossed the cloth on the floor. She said disdainfully, “There’s no use looking at me like that. When you lied and made ..