"You have trapped yourself in this small side of the Nine Li Tribe, holding on to that power and cultivation and refusing to let go, yet you think you have gained the world."

"Yet the truth is that the only thing you had from beginning to end was only Lin Wan, a sister."

"Only she loved you, Lin Huai, from start to finish, and even though she was hurt and betrayed by you, she never wanted to leave you."

"Lin Huai, have you treated your only sister well all these years?"

"Do you still hold even a little bit of your own in your hands?"

Lin Huai's cracked lips opened, and the pain in his body gradually left him.

But he felt like his heart had been plucked out by something, painful and hollow.

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

Lost forever, never ...... to return again.

Lin Huai's body curled up into a ball.

The blue flames that he had originally blocked with his divine power and didn't continue to burn upwards, suddenly fiercely sprang upwards and instantly prairied Lin Huai's entire body.

But this time, Lin Huai didn't wail in pain and beg for mercy.

He curled himself up into the form of a baby.

In a low voice, he muttered, "Wan'er ...... Wan'er ......"

As if he had seen the scene, his broken hand trembled out, a hopeful and happy expression on his face.

Muddy tears, however, slowly flowed down from the corners of his eyes.

Wan Er, Xiao Jiu ......

If only we could do it all over again ......

If I could do it all over again, I'd give up everything for your happiness.

If we only see each other at first sight, why do we need the autumn wind to grieve the painting fan?

The flames completely engulfed Lin Huai's body, burning it to ashes and drifting away with the wind.

Han Chujiu was startled and looked into the distance, but finally turned around indifferently and ran to his precious apprentice.

Di-Ming Jinnian had already picked Mu Yan up, and there was no longer any coldness on his face, leaving only worried concern.

Mu Yan was in a very bad state at this point.

Her face was as white as rice paper, and her entire body was trembling slightly.

Even though Lin Huai was dead, she didn't get better, but instead the situation got worse.

"Quickly let me see!" Han Chujiu was in a hurry.

He grabbed Mu Yan's wrist and probed for a while, his face cloudy and uncertain.

Li Wei Dye was smiling at the side and said, "There's no need to probe, Mu Yan was fed the Yellow Spring Fruit by Lin Huai, and now it's been an incense stick of time, and the Yellow Spring Fruit has melted in her dantian. This is her soul undergoing torment in the Nine Yellow Springs!"

Han Chujiu's teeth chattered.

He'd just been so cheap to this bastard Lin Huai.

How could he let him die so easily?

How dare he even bully his precious apprentice like that!

He should have been made to suffer and end up living and dying in hell!

Han Chujiu at this time but completely forgotten, the only yellow spring fruit in the world was swallowed by Mu Yan, his body's 【Pacific Yellow Spring Mantra】is likely to be no longer able to cure.

Di Mingannu was stunned when he heard the three words Yellow Spring Fruit, and looked at Han Chujiu.

In the meantime, Han Chujiu said, "If it's only because she swallowed the Yellow Spring Fruit, with Mu Yan's [Immaculate Body] physique, she should be fine, and will be able to wake up in about three months, and her cultivation will be further advanced. But the pain she had suffered during this period of time was realistically like rolling through hell. And there's no one who can help her alleviate it."

Emperor Mingannu hugged the trembling person in his arms a little tighter, his eyes filled with heartache.