This ray of remnant soul is gradually dissipating, and in a few years, maybe it will be completely fused with his soul. At that time, he will be Su Le, and Su Le will be him.

"Brother... hug me..."

The slightly trembling voice was pitifully weak, with a hint of mad despair in it, but it formed a fatal temptation in Jingyang's ears.

A frenzy.

When Jingyang woke up, his arms were still warm. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath of the air that still contained Luo Naihe's breath, and then reluctantly opened his eyes.

There is no one in the cave, only a huge "hate" character is engraved on the opposite cave wall, three points into the stone.

A chill suddenly emerged from the bottom of his heart, and Jingyang's face instantly became extremely pale.

Why hate?

Who do you hate?

What does it mean?What... what was that last night?Luo Naihe... bastard...

boom boom boom...

A huge shock came from nowhere, causing the cave to shake. Jingyang was momentarily unsteady, half kneeling on the ground, and the gravel pierced his knee, excruciatingly painful. He suddenly woke up, and let out a long cry that he didn't know whether it was anger or regret.

"Luo Naihe..."

A hurricane circled out of the cave and went away in an instant. Shortly thereafter, the cave collapsed and buried the word "hate".

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