Bang!

He shot himself in the heart.

Show no mercy.

Rong Chang fell to the ground with a thud.

Sheng Changdi's pupils widened in shock, "..."

The man was taken aback for a moment.

Then he burst into wild laughter.

Okay, okay!

They actually dared to fire.

As he walked up, the man bent down slightly.

Just as Sheng Changdi was on the verge of collapse, he reached out and used two fingers to lift Rong Chang's delicate chin.

"Sheng Chang'an, oh Sheng Chang'an, should I say you're really that stupid?"

Only a fool would believe that her death could truly bring Sheng Changdi back to life.

He got up and turned his neck.

Count Anton turned around, his sharp gaze fixed on Sheng Changdi in front of him.

At that moment, he raised his hand, and his men behind him released him.

Sheng Changdi was in unbearable pain.

The moment tears welled up in his eyes, he knelt down.

"sister."

"No, sister!"

Why.

Why did you shoot?

Why would I trade my life for his?

No, that's not necessary.

Sheng Changdi felt that his life was worthless and not worth Sheng Chang'an risking his life for.

He cried and screamed, his heart breaking.

The man saw this and a smirk appeared on his face.

His gaze was cold and indifferent.

There was an indescribable sense of exhilaration in my heart.

Does he know?

The day Feng Lingxue died, he felt a hundred, a thousand, even ten thousand times more pain than he does now.

It's all his fault.

Within sight.

The boy crawled on the floor, moving forward with great effort, little by little.

His desperate gaze was fixed on the woman's corpse on the ground.

Sheng Changdi truly felt that, for a moment, he was on the verge of a breakdown and going crazy.

"elder sister."

He quickly climbed up to her side.

Sheng Changdi raised his blood-stained hand and patted the woman's once clean face.

"Sister, sister, wake up."

Wake up.

"Don't scare me, don't scare me."

"Get up quickly."

No matter how he called out to her, the woman, whose eyes were already closed, did not react at all.

Blood gradually stained her clothes.

It was very beautiful, and reflected in Sheng Changdi's eyes, it was very cruel.

The man stood beside him, and as he listened to Sheng Changdi's loud sobs, he tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and looked displeased.

He probably felt that Sheng Changdi was disturbing him.

When he opened his eyes again, he didn't even glance at them.

He lifted his foot and stomped directly on his back.

That force was enough to break someone's spine.

Sheng Changdi painfully tilted his head back.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

"What's your name? Why are you crying?"

Do you feel terrible?

"Sheng Changdi, when Ling Xue died, did you even glance at her?"

Every time I think of her lying in that cold coffin...

He felt so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Bending over.

The man grabbed Sheng Changdi by the back of his collar and opened his wolfish claws.

Whoosh, all of a sudden.

I scratched his arm.

Whoosh, another one.

I scratched the back of his hand.

Sheng Changdi nearly fainted from the pain.

And just then, in a blurry vision...

He seemed to see something flash past his eyes.

When he forced his eyelids open.

The older sister who was just lying on the ground was nowhere to be seen.

"..."

shock.

I was terrified.

However, in the next second.

All that could be heard was a cold, sharp voice coming from above.

A werewolf nearby shouted, "Count, watch out!"

But it was too late.

The man was suddenly grabbed by the neck.

He paused for a moment.

A glance at the ground.

His pupils dilated suddenly.

Where is Sheng Chang'an?!

"It seems like even the King of Hell won't take my life."

A playful laugh came from behind.

The man felt a chill run down his spine.

"you……"

He turned his head slightly, as if he could see the woman standing behind him.

My heart was pounding.

It only took two or three seconds.

The woman then reached out and restrained him with both hands.