"Hmm..." Murong Yu groaned, her hands fell down on her sides weakly, the wind blew gently, and her skirt was fluttering in the air...
"No!" Wei Mingxuan screamed in despair. He could almost hear the sound of his heart breaking. The pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe. His most beloved woman was killed by the enemy in front of him!
Dead, dead, she is dead...
Wei Mingxuan clenched his fists, and with the strength he didn't know where he came from, he rushed forward like a crazed lion, slashing at his back with a big knife, blood splattered everywhere...
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities!" The man in white robe looked at her coldly with disdain and threw the woman in his hand aside.
Wei Mingxuan watched the body being thrown aside and struggled to crawl over. Two lines of clear tears and blood flowed across his face: "Rong Ge, Rong Ge... wake up, don't die, don't die...
Rong Ge..."
The man in white robe looked at this scene coldly, took the silver bow handed over by the servant, aligned his eyes, drew the bow and guided the arrow, his voice was as cold as the King of Hell in hell: "That's it!"
With a "swish" sound, the long arrow shot out!
Everything came to an abrupt end! The birds on the tree seemed to be frightened. They all flew from the treetops into the blue sky, flying so far away...