chapter 61 Zhuliu crazy

Qiu Leng held a dagger in his hand and sat alone on a cliff. Behind him was Qiu Qianqian who had not yet woken up.

The cold wind in the morning blew across his face, and the hair hanging in the corners of his eyes swayed in the wind. He placed the dagger horizontally in front of him and looked at the panicked eyes in the blade.

He didn't know how to face Qiu Qianqian when she woke up, what to say, or even a small movement. He hadn't thought about these.

Qiu Leng...