"This bitch deserves to die! How dare he ruin a girl's face? He knows how important a girl's face is, but he ruined it! Don't hold me; I want to chop his corpse!" Wang Pei Zhi, Xiao Li, Xiao Mei, Lu Long, and Xiao Qiu went violent.
"Don't chop him yet; we need to give him to Diyu." Shenlian Yingyue wiped her sweat. She looked at the corpse of the man who was abused by them with 'sympathy'.
Mr. Potato: Yueyue, pretend! (Roll his eyes.)
The others also surrounded her in concern. They felt extremely heartache, and it was hard to breathe as if there was no air around.
"Yue'er, your face..." Shenlian Yinzhu stroked her face. His heart was filled with a dull ache.
Half of her face was covered with the strange symbols, like an inscription of the ancient ruin. Although it destroyed half of her face, it gave her a sense of my mysterious beauty and charm because of her red lips as cherry, white skin as snow, and clear eyes as crystal.
