The Killer Also Crosses the Series The Lovers Are Relentless

Chapter 72
After seeing Mo Yu nodding, the girl stroked the fan lightly onto the black cat's shiny fur, and with her fingertips, she touched the black cat's neck suddenly with force.

The gentle Qianqian fingers suddenly became life-threatening, grabbed the black cat's neck and threw it upwards.

The black cat let out a scream and jumped over the air. What was waiting for it were the girl's sharp nails, which were comparable to any sharp blade.

In mid-air, a pair of hands easily intercepted the black cat.

It was Mo Yu who caught the black cat.

For some reason, when he saw the black cat's terrified green eyes, he couldn't help but save the black cat who was about to be ripped apart by that finger.

While she was catching the black cat, her wrist suddenly hurt.

The long nails neatly cut a hole along her veins. When the blood flowed out, the nails flicked lightly, and the blood quickly scratched a few strokes on the thin as cicada's wings.

The blood into the red fan should have been blended into that piece of red.

However, there were bloodstains everywhere, and the fan gradually changed.

The girl waved her fan in the wind, and a piece of golden falling feathers floated in the middle of the red fan.

The bloodstains permeated the thin fan, and on the other end of the fan, the same image regardless of positive and negative appeared.

Mo Yu held the trembling black cat in her arms, quietly watching the changes on the fan, the blood on her wrist was dripping onto the ground little by little.

In the silence, the sound of blood dripping on the ground seemed to be amplified infinitely.

Every drop seems to be dripping on the heart of a person.

That nail didn't just cut a little skin, but deeply cut her flesh.

The strength used is like ingesting the blood of life.

Looking at the changes in the fan in her hand with raised eyebrows, the girl's expression became a little ugly.

Squinting his eyes slightly, he raised his arms and moved the fan to the direction of the window, and carefully looked at the fan against the light.

After a long time, he sighed, "Why did you save that cat!"

Although the voice was still soft, Mo Yu still sensitively found a trace of displeasure in the voice, and even suppressed a fit of rage.

Mo Yu raised his hand that was still bleeding, and gently stroked the black cat's shiny fur, a smile appeared in his eyes: "I don't know either!"

(End of this chapter)