"wrong!"
"That heartless woman has already abandoned me, so why would she flirt with me, her brother?"
"There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. Originally, there is nothing, so where can dust gather?"
"Amitabha Buddha!"
Wu Chen clasped his hands together, recited a Buddhist verse again, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.
Su Mutiansheng: ...
It seems that this nephew's determination is much stronger than he imagined.
(Wu Chen: Wrong, there is no greater sorrow than a dead heart!)
Come again!
Su Mutiansheng waved towards Wuchen, making a heavenly sound, which touched Wuchen's heartstrings again.
Su Mutiansheng had been out for quite some time today. If he failed again, he would be too exhausted to fall into a dormant state and then return to the harp. Thinking of this, Su Mutiansheng exerted all his strength to bring the heavenly sound to its fullest.
"Brother Chen~"
"Brother Chen~"
Wu Chen, who had already turned around and walked dozens of meters away, suddenly felt his legs go weak at the sound. However, when he turned around, he saw Hua Qingcheng lying on the ground, covered in wounds and blood.
"My dear sister, what's wrong with you?"
Wu Chen's eyes suddenly widened, filled with horror, and he flew towards Hua Qingcheng. However, when he arrived in front of Hua Qingcheng, his "good sister" had been captured by Yuan Ba.
Without caring about anything else, Wu Chen used his Qing Gong to fly after her. Even if the other party was a mountain spirit or a wild monster that had transformed into Hua Qingcheng's appearance, Wu Chen couldn't bear to see his beloved sister get hurt.
Looking at his nephew chasing him with murderous intent, Su Mutiansheng suddenly reached his fastest speed ever. He didn't know what his nephew had seen, but he looked like he was determined to crush him to ashes.
Finally, Su Mutiansheng successfully led Wuchen to the charity cemetery, but because his soul power was exhausted, he was so weak that he fell into a dormant state and returned to the Yaoqin.
"My dear sister, where are you?"
Looking at the gloomy and dark charity cemetery, Wu Chen felt a trace of sadness in his heart.
Could it be that his "good sister" has already... Could it be that all those things just now were just dreams?
“Ahhhhh…”
"Damn you thief God!"
Wu Chen, with tears streaming down his face, used his Pingyang Finger and started slashing at the coffin lid in the charity cemetery.
Hua Qingcheng, who tried to return her soul to her body for the 208th time, was shocked to see the coffin lid on her body explode into pieces in an instant!
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