"Zzz—"
Again, the sound of flesh tearing.
This time, the bullet pierced through Ye Wanlan's left chest.
That is where the heart is.
"Xiao Wan!"
"Xiao Lan!"
"Ah Lan!"
Everyone turned furious, their cries were heart-wrenching.
Lou Susu's heart trembled violently: "Could it be... that in the end, everything still has to..."
If she knew that in the universe, there was another Ye Wanlan, she certainly would have planned more thoroughly.
"Oops, accidentally pierced the heart." Lan Wanye feigned surprise, "But the heart is shattered, the person is dead, yet there's still the soul, don't grieve too early."
She laughed, then pushed the long spear a few inches deeper into Ye Wanlan's body and started to slowly rotate it.
The pain of her heart being crushed made Ye Wanlan's vision plunge into darkness instantly.
She wasn't someone who wasn't afraid of pain; rather, she had long grown accustomed to pain, used to enduring it.
She could die, but she must die with value.
