"How could this happen? It shouldn't be like this..."
The tip of his nose was filled with the strong smell of blood, and he felt the warm liquid sliding down his cheeks, splashing on the floor drop by drop.
"Tick tock, tick tock..."
The little kid's clone's eyes were red, and the eye sockets were about to burst.
He stared intently at the bloody petals blooming on the floor.
It's so bright and dazzling!
He stretched out his right hand and wiped his face.
When the palm of his right hand was spread out, his pupils shrank slightly.
What did he see?
Blood!
That's blood!
But he was sure that it wasn't his.
As his eyes moved upward, the little boy's clone's eyes fell again on the old turtle lying on the office chair, eyes closed, motionless and breathless.
At this moment, the little boy's body was filled with coldness, and his tender little face, covered in blood, turned pale.
"This is not true. Grandpa Turtle has already eaten the dragon fruit. It won't die..." The kid's clone shook his head and his lips trembled. He simply couldn't accept the fact before him. He still harbored fantasies.
, thinking that the old turtle was joking with him, "Grandpa Turtle, stop playing around. I admit that your acting skills are top-notch and you have the ability to win an Oscar. Why don't you open your eyes!"
However, what responded to him was deathly silence.
"No, how could it be like this?" The tears that the little kid's clone had been holding back finally flowed out unsatisfactorily.
He couldn't believe that the situation, which was originally under his control, would take such a turn for the worse.
Apparently, he had already brought the old turtle back, cured its injuries with the Shengshengbuxi Pill, and saved its life.
He even used the tears of time to ripen the dragon fruit, cut the dragon fruit into small pieces, and poured every bit of it into the belly of the old turtle.
In his opinion, the old turtle who took the dragon fruit would definitely be reborn and regain a new life.
Instead of vomiting blood and dying like now!
"What went wrong?"
"Is it possible that the dragon fruit is not fully mature and there is still toxicity in it?"
"Probably not. I waited until the red awns on the surface of the dragon fruit had subsided and stopped changing before I picked them."
"I'm sure that the Dragon Fruit is definitely ripe."
Suddenly, the kid's clone suffocated, and he thought of a possibility.
A miraculous fruit like the Hualong Fruit, which possesses the power of heaven and earth, must have astonishing effects.
After all, the Dragon Transformation Fruit can reshape a person's body and evolve his bloodline.
But along with this evolution and transformation, it is likely to be unbearable pain and suffering.
After the little brat's clone came and lost the precious inner elixir that he had cultivated for his life, the old turtle, whose end was approaching, was already overwhelmed by his frail body.
Perhaps, after he fed the dragon fruit to the old turtle, it even accelerated the old turtle's death process.
"In other words, no matter which aspect you look at, am I the real culprit who killed Grandpa Turtle?" The little kid's clone looked at his hands with a miserable expression, and the corners of his mouth were full of bitterness.
Just when the little kid's clone fell into the abyss of self-blame and couldn't extricate himself, Zuo Jie shouted sharply at the crowd: "Where are the people from the medical team, why don't you come over and give Mr. Black Turtle first aid?"
When he saw four members of the medical team in white coats carrying first-aid kits nervously circling around the old turtle, the little boy's clone was like a drowning man grasping at the last straw.
He stared at the movements of several people with sharp eyes.
However, not long after, after some examination and first aid, all four members of the medical team stopped what they were doing.
The four of them looked at each other, and the last gray-haired old man swallowed hard and said bravely: "I'm sorry, everyone, we have tried our best, but..."
"Rescue efforts are ineffective. Mr. Black Turtle no longer has any vital signs."
Taking a deep breath, the old man said solemnly: "Master Xuangui... has passed away."
When the old man from the medical team made the final diagnosis, the entire monitoring hall instantly fell into deathly silence, so silent that you could hear a needle drop.
Everyone present had actually already been mentally prepared for this.
However, when this scene appeared, many people were stunned.
Looking at the old turtle with his head hanging limply aside and without any breath, many people had crystal tears flashing in their eyes.
For a time, a sad and painful atmosphere gradually spread throughout the entire monitoring hall.
The little boy's clone turned a deaf ear to the sobs coming from his ears.
At this time, he was slumped on the floor with an expressionless face, staring at the old turtle's body with dull eyes.
He wanted to cry unbridledly.
However, he found to his despair that he could not cry.
Not a single tear can be shed!
Obviously my heart hurts so much that I have the urge to cry wildly, but I just can't cry.
He doesn't know what's going on?
The little boy's clone asked himself, did the death of the old turtle have a big impact on him?
There is no doubt about this.
But more importantly, he felt from the bottom of his heart that the death of the old turtle could be said to be caused by him.
He felt that he had no face to face the old turtle.
So much so that he subconsciously resisted crying.
He felt that he was the one who had the least position to cry.
At this moment, the little boy's clone felt a big hand on his head, and then Zuo Jie's gentle voice came into his ears: "Wang Dazhuang, you don't need to blame yourself too much.
It's all your fault."
"Master Xuangui does not want his designated successor to be devastated by his death. This goes against his original intention."
The kid's clone shook his head: "But, if Grandpa Turtle hadn't traveled thousands of miles to confront the behemoth Casamonica family just to vent his anger on me, but stayed at the headquarters base..."
With a long sigh, Zuo Jie said with a sigh on his face: "Actually, you yourself know very well that Mr. Xuangui's body has been getting worse day by day."
"Even without it helping you vent your anger, he wouldn't be able to hold on for long."
"I know you place all your hopes on that red fruit."
"But have you ever thought about it, Mr. Black Turtle's body has become resistant to those heavenly materials and earthly treasures that can extend lifespan."
"Moreover, its body has already reached the point where it cannot be replenished."
Speaking of this, Zuo Jie added: "If what I expected is correct, Master Xuangui will never eat that red fruit if he is still conscious in the end."
"Because no one knows your physical condition better than it."
Hearing this, the little boy's clone's eyes turned red, and tears could no longer be suppressed and burst out.
He thought of a lot at this moment.
In fact, the reason why the old turtle told him the secret of the Dragon Transformation Fruit was to let him inherit the Dragon Transformation Fruit.
On the one hand, the old turtle thought that he could no longer wait for the day when the dragon fruit would mature.
On the other hand, Old Oogway does not think that with his current physical condition, he can withstand the painful process of bloodline transformation.