Chapter 1917

oaring to 39 degrees. Bai Muy Yao felt as if her head was about to smoke from the heat, and she swallowed hard, her throat parched. "Dad, Mom, how much longer do we have to wait here"She felt like she...e pillar again, and she spat out another mouthful of blood from the pain.But she seemed unwilling to give up, struggling desperately. She stood up as quickly as possible, only to be kicked in the face...