"What time is it now?" Julius Reed shook his head and grabbed Dragon Wu's hand, feeling her pulse.
Sure enough, Dragon Wu's body was already very unstable.
According to the Long family's rules, it's probably not far from madness.
It's hard to imagine Dragon Wu accepting scratching her own face?
She would rather die with dignity.
Than live in disgrace.
The ancestors of the Long family almost all died tragically like this.
Now, fate has finally descended upon Dragon Wu.
"It's useless." Dragon Wu reached out, touched Julius Reed's face, and said with a bitter smile, "If I had known I would get sick this fast, I wouldn't have fought with you so recklessly. If one day you fell into my hands, I really wouldn't kill you."
The hereditary disease of the Long family, no one can solve it.
Long Kun used dragon blood, Black Dragon used the power of the ancestors to create a new life.
Dragon Wu intends for her soul to leave her body to avoid becoming a family tragedy.
