Sang Luan's eyes turned up slightly, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye became unusually clear. "There's blood on it."

Feng Hengzhi looked like he was going to eat her, so she gave up the idea of ​​wiping the blood with flowers and plants.

She slowly lowered her eyes and her gaze fell on Feng Heng's robe.

He simply pulled the corner of Feng Hengzhi's clothes and wiped the blood off the jade pendant.

Feng Hengzhi spoke in a cold voice, with a hint of urgency in his tone, "Be gentle!"

Sang Luan paused, "Brother Hengzhi, you're already so injured now, it's better for you to be quiet. Don't worry, I know you value this jade pendant very much, I will be careful."

As he spoke, the wiping movements on his hands slowed down a lot.

Feng Hengzhi was in a very bad condition, so Sang Luan leaned him against a big tree.

At this moment, the leaves on the tree fell down and slowly floated onto Feng Hengzhi's head.

Sang Luan raised her eyelids slightly and saw the leaf at a glance.

She was silent for a moment, and just as she raised her hand, Feng Hengzhi stared at her coldly again and stepped back.

Sang Luan pulled up an awkward yet polite smile, quickly took the leaves off Feng Hengzhi's head, and waved them in front of Feng Hengzhi, "There are leaves."

Sang Luan ignored Feng Hengzhi and sat down beside him, lowering her eyes and carefully wiping the blood off the jade pendant.

But no matter how she rubbed it, the red stain on the jade pendant would not disappear, as if it was firmly stuck there.

Suddenly, the middle of the jade pendant cracked from top to bottom.

The smile on Sang Luan's lips suddenly froze. Was he trying to scam her?