Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

"Ouch..." Nan Wanyin subconsciously cried out in pain, blood flowing directly from her forehead, the man behind her roared with anger—,She was terrified, yet her limbs felt limp and weak. An itchy, crawling sensation consumed her, making it impossible to resist this encounter.,With her medical skills, she could cure her own face in minutes.。