Li Hongling sighed: "You have blood poison in your body. If you kill me, you will die too."

The same pair of scarlet eyes does not mean intimacy, but represents the control of life-related matters.

Qingcuo smiled and said in a soft voice:

"It doesn't matter."

"As long as you die... it will be fine."

Qingcuo held his sword and moved forward, but suddenly stopped.

Her right arm was held by a bloody hand.

Qingcuo was stunned.

But Li Hongling's face changed wildly, she was so frightened that she almost yelled in a twisted voice:

"No, no...impossible!!! You should be dead!"

The old man who had lost his human form stood up unsteadily, raised his eyes, and said tiredly and hoarsely:

"That day, the boy tested me and asked me what my plan was."

Huo Hengxuan straightened his back like an old sword.

"I told him, three."

He took a deep breath, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said softly.

"I didn't tell him what it meant—I'll tell you."

"Today, three people are going to die."
Chapter completed!