Before him stretched a road of endless darkness, the brightness and splendor behind him withering into dust as he walked forward, his world reduced to desolation.
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, you're alive, where have you been, where did you go?" Lu Xiaojiu looked at him with surprise, but smelled a heavy scent of blood on Lu Bai, and saw the wounds on his fists, "Xiao Bai, what happened to you?"
Lu Bai looked at her coldly, sister...
Just a few days ago, they had promised to spend their lives together, only to suddenly discover a tragic truth — they were siblings.
"I killed your father," Lu Bai said.
Lu Xiaojiu felt his forehead, "Xiao Bai, you must have a fever, my dad is perfectly fine at the Prime Minister's Residence, what's going on with you? Where have you been all this time? I was so worried about you, don't scare me."
Chu Lin and Lin Jingsheng, along with Mu Liang, hurried over, Mu Liang stopped Lu Xiaojiu, and Chu Lin took him away, "Xiaojiu, let's take him home first."
