Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

She was terrified, yet her limbs felt limp and weak. An itchy, crawling sensation consumed her, making it impossible to resist this encounter.,Nán Wǎnyān, her memories merging with the pain, felt it intensifying. As consciousness slipped away, she heard a man's cold laugh and his final words:,Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched out a large mouthful of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath heavily.。