Lin Bei's last remaining hope was shattered.

Jiangdu and Qingzhou are no different.

The whole world is like a scene in a post-apocalyptic movie, desolate and dead.

Lin Bei came outside the Su family's mansion in Jiangdu.

However.

There were not even ruins left in the entire Su family's place.

There was only a large pit with a radius of several thousand meters, which seemed to have buried the entire Su residence.

"I don't believe it, it's impossible, it's not real!"

Lin Bei was so filled with hatred that he looked up to the sky and screamed.

"I must be dreaming."

"Wake up, wake up."

Lin Bei roared.

Pointing his fingers together into a sword, he directly scratched his palm, wanting to see if it would hurt. If it didn't, it would prove that this was a dream.

All this is illusion.

But.

next moment.

Lin Bei is desperate!

The finger sword crossed the palm of his hand, and a trace of blood appeared. At the same time, a tingling sensation swept through his nerves.

He will be in pain!

All this is not false!
Chapter completed!