"Ahhhhhh!!!"
He opened his mouth, releasing a soul-rending roar of unwillingness, a piercing sound that seemed to overshadow the opposite Gang Feng's explosive roar. Blood spurted from the sides of his cheeks, slicing his facial skin swiftly like a bone-scraping wind.
Behind Hei Ao, utterly exhausted and with consciousness beginning to blur, Zuo Lv, in this life-and-death moment, conjured the image of another person in her mind.
"If he were here..."
At the final moment of her life, memories flashed by like a carousel, and she realized her greatest regret was not being able to meet an old acquaintance before dying.
In truth, she knew that even if that person were here, he wouldn't be a match for the opponent before her and couldn't change the situation—it's just...
"I still wish to see him one more time..."
Her eyes gradually closed.
Consciousness was blurring.
Boom!!!
The ground seemed to shake, vibrating fiercely.
