Going up to the second floor, I walked to Han Chengxin's room. It was in a mess, with miscellaneous items scattered all over the place. The bed was white.
The bed sheet was bulging with bloodstains. Han Xiaohan trembled and slowly moved towards the bed, covering the bed with bloodstains.
Lifting up a corner, I saw that Han Chengxin's upper body was covered with wounds of similar sizes, and his skin and flesh were
The blood was flowing all over the body, it was a horrible sight. wWW!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo!COmHan Xiaohan closed his eyes in pain, flipped his wrist, and flipped all the sheets.
The wounds on Han Chengxin's body that exposed his bones seemed to be cutting into his heart.
He dared not imagine whether the man who did it had any humanity left.
Wiping the blood off the body, tears fell from the corners of her eyes, dripping on her body and on Han Chengxin's stiff body.
Han Xiaohan wiped it so carefully that Xiao Peng and others didn't notice when they came behind him.
"My condolences!" Xiao Peng looked at Han Xiaohan's busy back and whispered.
"Who did it? I want to know." Han Xiaohan didn't cry or shout, but her voice was hoarse.
"I found this on your friend." Xiao Peng stretched out his arm, spread out his five fingers, and held a
A bookmark-like object made of milky white jade.
The object is only two fingers wide and less than five inches long. It is finely carved with patterns on one side and text on the other.
The words are very delicate.
Han Xiaohan took it and held it in his hand. Due to excessive grief, his eyes were completely dark and he could not see clearly what was written on it.
What? He handed it back to Xiao Peng, and said in a frighteningly calm voice: "Read it to me, thank you." Xiao Peng
He was stunned, not knowing why he didn't look at it himself. However, Han Xiaohan, who was surprisingly calm now, gave him the feeling that
The atomic bomb that could explode at any time was puzzled, so I read the words in it again according to his meaning:
'Heaven created all things and guides all living things; no one can resist its will, whether it is in heaven or on earth.'
"Is it the Heaven?" Han Xiaohan stopped his mechanical movements and slowly straightened his waist. When he turned around,
Xiao Peng and others were all startled by him.
His expression did not change, but his eyes turned red on the left and white on the right, emitting two completely opposite rays of light at the same time.
Xiao Peng could swear that his eyes were indeed shining, and the shocking feeling was beyond words.
With his mouth wide open, he nodded woodenly, looked into Han Xiaohan's eyes, and said, "It's the Heavenly Palace!"
"Do you know where they are?" Han Xiaohan walked up to Xiao Peng and the others and asked softly.
Xiao Peng was forced to retreat several steps by the strong murderous aura emanating from him, and only stopped when he reached the wall. He said blankly:
"I know!" Then, he seemed to wake up all of a sudden, shook his head and said, "Are you going to look for him?"
"I'm going to find them. There are nine lives lost here. I want to settle this account with them."
Han Xiaohan walked up to him step by step and said without letting him refuse: "Tell me where they are."
It was too strange, Xiao Peng subconsciously lowered his head and moved away, not daring to look directly at it, but he still said with full concern: "I.