Immediately afterwards, several dark figures darted out from the shadows like ghosts.
Dressed in black, their faces veiled in black, only their cold, ruthless eyes were visible.
They were armed with sharp weapons, and their movements were swift and silent; they were clearly well-trained assassins.
"Hurry, child!"
He whispered urgently, trying to push his child away.
But the assassins were already upon them, their blades flashing coldly as they sliced through the air, aiming straight for the father and son's vitals.
After a fierce struggle, he finally succumbed to exhaustion, sustaining multiple stab wounds that stained his clothes with blood.
He staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, his gaze still fixed on the child.
Full of reluctance and determination, but unable to withstand the severity of her injuries, she fainted.
At this moment, Old Yuan in reality was already in tears, and Qin Luo was worried that he might cry himself to death.
She looked at Wu Hua and saw that it showed no sign of stopping.
Then she asked, "Little one, what did you show him? I hope he's alright!"
Wu Hua replied with a hint of disappointment.
"Sigh, I don't remember anything at all! All the food I ate just now is gone! But I have to do what the spirit asked me to do!"
Qin Luo's eyes widened upon hearing this.
"What soul? Didn't we agree to be completely honest with each other? What have you been hiding from me?"
Wu Hua felt a little guilty
"Um, I'll tell you later! Let me finish what I'm doing first!"
Hearing this, Qin Luo stopped bothering it.
Wu Hua extracted a sliver of her own life force and sent it into Elder Yuan's mind.
After crying for a while, Yuan Lao suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! I knew I was right! Hahahaha~"
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