The night is dark.

Ye Chen is still unconscious.

Most of his injuries have recovered, and his cultivation has even improved a lot. The corpses and blood around him have been covered up by the ruins.

Not long after, a little girl in plain clothes passed by carrying a bundle of firewood.

The little girl is thirteen or fourteen years old and is a low-income household in a nearby village.

There are only grandfather, a father who is paralyzed in bed, and her at home.

In order to reduce some of the burden on her family, she would carry a bundle of firewood home every day after school.

She often comes here to see the plum blossoms.

This is her biggest enjoyment at the end of the day.

But at this moment, she was stunned. The plum tree was gone, and the beautiful house was gone.

"What...what happened here?"

Suddenly, she noticed something and walked over quickly.

When she saw Ye Chen lying like this, she hesitated for a long time, then stretched out her hand and touched the tip of Ye Chen's nose.

"Fortunately, it's good that you're alive."

"Brother, wake up, can you hear me?"

The little girl pushed.

But Ye Chen, who was unconscious, showed no reaction.

The little girl wanted to call the police, but found that there was no mobile phone and no one nearby to ask for help. In desperation, she could only find a pushcart outside the ruined manor and finally helped Ye Chen up.
Chapter completed!