"You little weakling, watch out for what Master said about bloodshed."
Ah Li pushed Huo Ling aside, but Huo Ling still followed behind Ah Li, whispering, "As long as I can protect you, I'll accept any bloodshed."
A soft laugh came from inside the coffin, and Ahri conjured two longswords with her hands, cleaving open the coffin lid.
The coffin lid was split in two and fell into the lake. A plume of black smoke followed, and a bluish-black hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the edge of the coffin.
Then, a withered zombie face slowly emerged.
This scene terrified everyone present, and some even screamed, "What the hell is that?!"
Huo Ling calmed his somewhat flustered heart and thought of covering Ah Li's eyes.
Hong Gu almost screamed out loud; she couldn't believe that this terrifying thing was her Zhou Lang.
Ah Li dodged Huo Ling, glared at him, and then walked towards the coffin, saying gently, "It's time to come out, Zhou Lang."
Ah Li reached out her hand to Zhou Lang and waited quietly.
Huo Ling wanted to stop her, but then he thought that Ah Li was smarter than him, and there must be a reason for her doing so.
So he stood quietly to one side.
Sealed underwater for too many years, even if it had a beautiful appearance back then, it has all become a thing of the past.
Zhou Lang stretched out his withered, bluish-black hand and slowly placed it on Ah Li's hand. Then, Ah Li led him to stand up from the coffin.
When Zhou Lang stepped out of the coffin, he looked at Hong Gu, then at Ah Li, his dark eyes revealing no emotion.
Ah Li was very patient, never letting go of Zhou Lang's hand, and there was no sign of fear on her face.
A sigh rang in Ahri's ears, "If only I had met you back then."
"It's not too late now," Ahri said softly.
Can I hug you?
"Yes, that's fine."
Zhou Lang slowly approached Ah Li, gently embraced her with his stiff hands, and said contentedly, "It's been too long, I'm finally free."
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