Qiu Yunshang stood in the pitch-black night.
The Cyan Cloud Sword scraped a deep groove into the ground.
The dark blade was stained with thick flesh and tangled hair.
She had brought back the Cyan Cloud Sword, but the price was somewhat steep.
Mo Lin looked at Qiu Yunshang's condition and could only sigh softly.
Mo Lin had previously warned Qiu Yunshang not to investigate the train incident.
She insisted on retrieving the Cyan Cloud Sword, leading to this tragic outcome.
Clearly, the train incident was far from simple.
Qiu Yunshang even invoked the Divine Power of Nine Heavens Profound Lady, yet ended up battered like this, showing the horror of the train incident.
Feng Mingyu stood beside Mo Lin at this moment, watching the severely injured Qiu Yunshang, his brow furrowed.
In this era, every place is fraught with danger.
People die every day.
Seeing Qiu Yunshang critically injured did not surprise him too much.
