He Ling followed him step by step, calling out again and again, but couldn't get the slightest reaction from him.

There was a soft sound, and a raised stone tripped his toes, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

His arm hit the ground in a twisted posture, and hit a hard stone thrown out from his neck...the string of Liuyin stones that he had always worn around his neck and never wanted to take them off.

"Daddy, I miss you so much."

Amidst the messy and icy rain, a girl's soft and sweet voice rang out.

Yun Che's body lying on the ground suddenly froze there, his gray eyes and stiff body trembling crazily...trembling...

"Ah... uh..." He seemed to be strangled by someone's throat, making a hoarse voice in great pain.

"Uh... uhhh... ahhhh... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Like an evil ghost with a broken soul and a complete collapse, he howled and screamed in despair... He banged his head on the ground crazily, and beat his head crazily with his arms...

"Uhhhhhh!"

"Ahhh...ahhhh..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Each cry was louder than the last, and the throat seemed to have been completely torn. It was unimaginable what kind of pain it was that caused a man to cry even more pitifully than an evil spirit. His head, arms, and body were covered in large pieces.

There were blood stains, but he felt no pain at all. He hit the ground desperately and smashed his head...

The tears that I thought had dried up were flowing like crazy, and even the torrential rain and the splashing blood had no time to wash them away...

He Ling did not move forward or stop her. She closed her eyes and cried silently.

After an unknown amount of time, his crying and howling finally stopped, and his body lay on the ground, motionless for a long time.

The heavy rain was still pouring down the sky, diluting the blood stains on Yun Che's body.

Another long time passed, and he remained motionless.

Homeland, relatives, tribesmen, wife, daughter, beauty, mentor, friends, fame, status, glory...

Everything he valued most and most in his life... was lost.

It also took away all his care, warmth, hope, and attachment...

…

"Master...man?" He Ling called softly, unable to hold back anymore, and hurriedly wanted to move forward.

But as soon as she took a step, she suddenly stopped there... Then, her steps retreated uncontrollably, and an indescribable coldness, depression, and fear invaded her soul.

"Hehe...hehehe..."

An extremely low, hoarse laughter sounded, as if coming from the bottom of the extremely distant purgatory... In the pool of blood, the body that had been silent for a long time slowly stood up, followed by a wave of laughter that gradually spread... and then rose to madness.

The rich black air.

"Hehe...hehehe...hahahahahahahahaha..."

His splayed fingers were tightly grasping his face. Even through his palms, he seemed to be able to see how ferocious and terrifying the facial features under the five fingers were. The black energy was chaotically swirling around his body, like countless bloodthirsty evil spirits dancing crazily.

ghost.

"No...I don't have nothing..."

He made an extremely deep voice, which was obviously coming from the person he was most familiar with, but it was only strange and heart-shaking: "I still have life...I...still...have...hate...ah!!"

"Hehehe...ah...hahahahahahahaha!!"

Click!!

A bolt of thunder suddenly struck down without warning, and the purple thunder light swept up a dark shadow behind Yun Che... The thunder light flashed out, but the dark shadow did not disappear, but twisted ferociously with Yun Che's manic laughter.

, like a violent demon who has been imprisoned for a long time and is finally free.

"..." He Ling watched intently for a long time... She walked forward, hugged Yun Che gently, leaned her body and head completely against his, and let her emerald green eyes twitch by his body.
Chapter completed!