Chapter 475
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She chuckled and said, "No way. Do you know that she has killed a person? I appeared at that time. She couldn't believe that she had killed someone, so she created me. I'm different from her. I like blood. "
She then licked her lips.
Ji Shiting's pupils contracted. "Did you hurt Ye Haocheng too?"
"That's right." She tilted her head. "But I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to see blood. But after she woke up, she was scared to death. She's really useless. "
Ji Shiting seemed to see a panicked and pitiful figure in front of him.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he said, "You can go back now."
"I don't want it. I haven't seen blood in a long time," she said, like a little girl who was throwing a tantrum because she didn't have candy.
Ji Shiting's heart skipped a beat. Ye Shengge had been nine years old when her memories had been sealed, which meant that her second personality might still be the same as when she was nine years old. As long as Shengge was determined, it wouldn't be too difficult to destroy that personality.
"You won't leave until you see blood?" Ji Shiting stared at her.
"Yes." She showed an evil but childish smile and raised her right hand like she was presenting a treasure. "I have a knife."
The woman was indeed holding a sharp fruit knife in her hand. She had been hiding it in her robe.
Ji Shiting said, "Are you going to let me see blood?"
She sized him up for a while and shook her head in disappointment. "No, I can't beat you."
She then pointed the tip of the knife at herself and said, "Would you feel sorry if I hurt this body?"
"Stop!" Ji Shiting's expression changed. "If you insist on seeing blood, I can stand still and let you do whatever you want."
"You're lying to me. If I go over, you'll definitely take my knife." She blinked, and the next second, she suddenly cut her left arm with a knife.
"Shengge!" Ji Shiting couldn't breathe seeing the blood seeping out of the woman's forearm.
He strode toward her, but the next second, the woman pointed the tip of the knife at her heart.
"Don't come any closer," she threatened softly.
Ji Shiting had to stop in his tracks, his face pale. "Don't hurt this body. If you kill her, you'll disappear too."
His voice was already tinged with a hint of pleading.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid." She licked her lips and admired the man's frightened and distressed expression. She sighed. "You care about her a lot. Then why did you make her sad? "
Ji Shiting clenched his fists, swallowed hard, and said, "Put down the knife."
"No." As she spoke, she suddenly laughed. She lifted her lapel and placed the tip of the knife against her heart.
Ji Shiting was devastated. "What are you trying to do?"
The man's voice was hoarse and pained as he looked at her chest. This should have been a charming scene, but Ji Shiting only noticed that the tip of the fruit knife had sunk into her skin.
He was afraid that she would really make a move, so he didn't dare to act rashly. However, to let him watch this scene with his own eyes was undoubtedly the most torturous torture.
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