Fall

Following the loud sound.

On the riverbank, it once again sank into endless darkness and deathly silence.

Xia Wanning watched in a daze.

He looked at the fragments that were slowly falling from the sky.

There were still many bloodstains on her face.

Xia Wanning wiped her face. When the blood entered her mouth, there was actually a hint of bitterness and saltiness.

She felt her face wet.

She stretched out her hand and touched it. At some point, her face had been covered in tears.

"Elder Xia, are you alright?"

The pendant in Xia Wanning's hand fell onto the grass with a thud. She quickly knelt down and fumbled around in the grass.

"Elder Xia?"

"F * ck off."

When the black-clothed man saw the girl's flustered expression, a trace of a strange smile appeared on his face.