"Leng Feiran, if you dare, hit me again!"

Even lying on the ground, Yue Qingling remained defiant.

"Qingyu, look at him!"

He's just deliberately causing trouble!

Leng Feiran's anger, which she had finally managed to quell, was reignited.

She raised her foot and kicked Yue Qingling's shin.

But Yue Qingling actually dared to fight back. He stood up, grabbed Leng Feiran's leg, and yelled, "Just kill me, kill me already!"

"Oh dear, alright, alright, let's go back..." Lin Qingyu hurriedly tried to break up the fight.

Leng Feiran was so angry that she felt dizzy. She bent down and slapped Yue Qingling across the back.

"You're still not convinced? I'll beat you to death!"

"puff!"

Yue Qingling coughed up a mouthful of blood, staring at Leng Feiran's skirt.

"ah!!"

For a moment, Leng Feiran froze completely.

Forgetting her anger, she quickly squatted down and nervously pinched Yue Qingling's small face.

"Qingling, what's wrong? Why are you spitting blood?"

Lin Qingyu stood to the side, not daring to speak.

"puff……"

Yue Qingling coughed up another mouthful of blood, his body went limp, and he collapsed to the side.

Leng Feiran quickly steadied him, looking incredulous, and said, "You... what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

Yue Qingling's eyes rolled back, and his body went out of control as he lay in Leng Feiran's arms.

Leng Feiran quickly took his pulse, only to find that his pulse was as thin as a thread, and even the last bit of life was quietly fading away.

“Leng Feiran, you win. My master told me that you will only be happy if I die.”

I am about to die.

Moreover, I won't even leave you a corpse!