Boom!
Bi Yun's body transformed into a sky filled with blood mist, dispersing into the air, the thick, pungent scent of blood assaulting the nostrils, causing immense discomfort.
"No..."
Gu Tao's eyes were bloodshot, a face of despair.
Ye Heng's eyes twitched slightly.
Everyone has a love for beauty.
Ye Heng had a certain appreciation for Bi Yun, but his feelings hadn't reached the point of adoration. Yet, watching Bi Yun die before his eyes, his thoughts couldn't help but fluctuate.
However...
This pity and sympathy were fleeting.
Ye Heng glanced toward the direction of the forest where a figure hurriedly approached, then abruptly stopped with a click, staring at Xiao Yi and the blood mist that was once Bi Yun with a face full of shock and confusion.
"It's actually her?" Ye Heng's expression changed slightly.
