Chapter 85 A Tiger’s Roar, a Wolf’s Howl III

When Murong Jingxuan felt a scent of blood hit his nose, he immediately lifted Qingyan’s arm and found that her arm was bleeding, "Yan’er, what did you do?" Qingyan looked to her arm and then to her nails, "Perhaps it was by accident, I didn’t feel anything..." He lightly flicked her on the forehe