"You trapped yourself in the small world of Jiuli Tribe, guarding that little power and cultivation level, and you refused to let go, but you thought you had obtained the whole world."

"But in fact, the only thing you have from beginning to end is Lin Wan, a sister."

"Only she loves you from beginning to end, Lin Huai, even if you are hurt or betrayed by you, she never thought of leaving you."

"Lin Huai, have you treated your only sister well over the years?"

"Are you still holding even a little bit of your own in your hand?"

Lin Huai's cracked lips opened, and the pain on his body gradually faded away from him.

But he felt like his heart was cut off by something, and it hurt and empty.

He suddenly realized that he had just lost something very important.

Lost forever, never...never come back.

Lin Huai's body curled up into a ball.

The blue flame that was originally blocked by him with his divine power but did not continue to burn up suddenly rushed upwards, instantly igniting Lin Huai's whole body.

But this time, Lin Huai no longer begs for mercy in pain.

He curled himself into a baby's appearance.

He murmured in a low voice: "Wan'er...Wan'er..."

He seemed to have seen some scene, his broken hand trembled and stretched out, and his face showed a hopeful and happy expression.

Tumorous tears slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

Wan'er, Xiaojiu...

It would be great if I could do it again...

If I could do it again, I would rather give up everything and exchange for your happiness.

If life is just like the first meeting, what if the autumn wind is sad and painted a fan?

The flames completely swallowed Lin Huai's body, burned to ashes, and drifted away with the wind.

Han Chujiu stared at the distance in a daze, and finally turned around indifferently and ran towards his precious disciple.

Di Mingjue had already picked up Mu Yan at this time, and there was no more coldness on his face, leaving only concern and concern.

Mu Yan's condition is very bad at this time.

His face turned as white as rice paper, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

Even though Lin Huai was dead, she did not improve, but the situation became more and more serious.

"Let me see!" Han Chujiu said anxiously.

He grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and looked at it for a while, his face was gloomy.

Li Weiran smiled and said, "No need to find out. Mu Yan was fed the yellow spring fruit by Lin Huai. Now that there has been a stick of incense, the yellow spring fruit has melted in her dantian. She is suffering from the torture in the Jiuyou Huangquan!"

Han Chujiu's teeth clattered.

He was so cheap just now, Lin Huai, this bastard.

How could he die so simply?

Even his precious disciple dares to bully him like this!

It is obvious that he should have suffered all the torture, and he will be better than death than he will die in hell!

Han Chujiu completely forgot at this time that the only yellow spring fruit in the world was swallowed by Mu Yan, and the [Overside Yellow Spring Curse] on his body may have no medicine to solve.

Di Mingjue was stunned when he heard the three words "Huangquan Fruit" and looked at Han Chujiu.

Han Chujiu frowned and said, "If it were just because she swallowed the Yellow Spring Fruit, it would be fine with Mu Yan's body [Wuqi Body]. She would be able to wake up in about three months and her cultivation would be able to go further. But the pain she suffered during this period was really like she was rolling around in hell. And no one could help her relieve it."

Di Mingjue hugged the trembling person in his arms a little, his eyes full of distress.
Chapter completed!