The screams continued, and the blood kept flowing.

Under the crimson sunset, the bright red blood on the ground reflected the fiery clouds in the sky.

It's hard to tell whether this scene is beautiful or ugly.

Wu Er shed his usual gentleness, becoming like a devil.

The armored creature beside him was no longer human; its limbs had been severed, and its features had been mangled...

Beneath the blurred flesh and blood, a considerable amount of white bone was also visible.

The surrounding stench of blood was nauseating.

For Wu Er, this was the first time he had killed so many people in a single day, and also the first time he had killed so slowly.

People who are not usually angry can be truly devastating when they do get angry.

What am I doing?

In the pool of blood, Wu Er's blood-stained eyes drooped, and his face gradually regained expression.

When he saw Fang Jia lying beneath him, now a mangled corpse, Wu Er immediately retreated, his eyes filled with terror.

Wu Er stepped back, trying to get away from the mangled corpse.

"I killed someone...and dismembered the body..."

After the anger subsided, Wu Er felt nauseous looking at his masterpiece.

He bent over, clutching his chest, and dry heaved.

What Wu Er didn't know was that he was holding his chest with his blood-stained hands, which stained his white clothes red.

White background with red dots, like a red peony in the snow.

After gagging for a while, Wu Er finally recovered.

Recalling the events of these past few days, it all feels incredibly unreal.

He clearly only wanted to save people, so how did it turn out like this?

Wu Er shifted his gaze from Fang Jia's corpse. "By the way, where's Ning Yan? Where is Ning Yan?"

He was enraged when he heard Fang Jia say that Wo Ningyan had died.

However, Wu Er was not so easily convinced by Fang Jia's words. How could his obedient junior sister possibly die?

Yeah, how could that be?

Wu Er doesn't believe what others say.

So Wu Er used his divine sense to begin a new round of searching.

"Ning Yan!"

After searching for a while, Wu Er sensed that someone was in a cave.

Upon sensing the presence of people, Wu Er immediately rushed off.

He was very anxious and eager to know how his junior sister was doing.

"Ning Yan!"

Wu Er rushed into the cave, his eyes wide open, trying to search for Wo Ningyan's figure.

At the bottom of the cave, the Woning swallow was finally discovered.

Upon seeing his junior sister, Wu Er immediately said, "Ning Yan, don't be afraid, your senior brother is here!"

Such a call is like calling a three-year-old child.

Indeed, in Wu Er's eyes, his junior sister has always been three years old.

The weak Wo Ningyan in the cave also heard the sound, weakly raised her head, and called out as well.

"Senior Brother!"

Wu Er rushed to Wo Ningyan's side and reached out to comfort his weak junior sister.

But Wu Er stopped halfway through extending his hand.

Because he saw the blood on his hands...

Looking at the frozen Wu Er, Wo Ningyan asked, "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Upon hearing the question, Wu Er regained his composure.

He silently withdrew his hand and said, "My hands are stained with blood..."

Wo Ningyan looked at Wu Er and also saw the white clothes covered in blood.

In fact, Wo Ningyan had never seen so much blood since she was a child. For her innocent nature, the smell of blood was very pungent.

Even so, Wo Ningyan still managed to force a smile.

Because she could sense that her senior brother seemed to be in great pain.

"It's alright, Senior Brother. Next time, Ning Yan will make sure those who want to seduce you are bled dry first."

Perhaps she wanted to comfort Wu Er, or perhaps that was what Wo Ningyan was really thinking.

In short, that's all that was said.

Perhaps it was this sentence that caused Wo Ningyan's personality to become distorted later on.

...

Wu Er led Wo Ningyan back to the entrance of the Xuanhu Medical Clinic.

It's dark now; tonight will be a clear night.

The moonlight was clear, and the sky was a magnificent purple.

The stars are also very dense tonight, one after another, adding another galaxy to the monotonous purple sky.

"Senior Brother, you're back!"

Xiao Mingmu always stood guard at the door, so he was one of the first to see Wu Er return.

Of course, he saw Wu Er, and Xiao Mingmu also saw Wo Ningyan, which made him overjoyed.

"Ning Yan! You're back too! Are you alright?"

Seeing his senior brother and junior sister return safely, Xiao Mingmu smiled with excitement.

Seeing his junior brother smile, Wu Er also gave a wry smile and said, "Ah, you're back."

Wo Ningyan echoed, "Yes, I'm back."

After receiving two responses, Xiao Mingmu called out to the house, "Senior Brother and Ning Yan are back!"

Then they heard footsteps, and Zhang Wu, Chen Ping, and Yan Zheng, who were anxiously waiting inside, all ran out.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it really was Wu Er and Wo Ningyan.

Zhang Wu's eyes reddened, and this bald, burly man was almost in tears.

He was always timid, always afraid that his senior brother and junior sister would never return.

Chen Ping patted his chest and said repeatedly, "I knew it would be alright, I knew it would be alright..."

Yan Zheng was even more excited and exclaimed repeatedly, "Senior Brother is awesome!"

Surrounded by his fellow disciples, Wu Er felt relieved, and the blood-stained brows relaxed.

Xiao Mingmu is a thoughtful person; he wasn't just basking in the joy of Wu Er's return.

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