"Ah... my leg, my leg..."
"Boo hoo... my neck is broken, it hurts so much."
"Mom, don't die, don't die..."
"My son's head, where's my son's head, has anyone seen it..."
...
The Deceitful Monster fell, yet not a trace of joy was seen on Xia Hong's face.
Because echoing in his ears were the painful wails of the remaining survivors from Da Shi Camp.
The phrase 'grieving cries throughout the land' truly manifested before his eyes at this moment.
Sigh...
Xia Hong surveyed the tragic scene around him, and in the end, could only let out a sigh.
"Chunyu... Chunyu..."
Shi Qing staggered tremblingly toward a corpse.
Although the threads on his body had been removed, the wounds left through his body remained, with several bloody holes on his back scapula, lips, and even his limbs and torso, oozing blood.
The corpse was cut in half by the Deceitful Monster at the waist; only half of it remained. Based on the attire and the name Shi Qing called, it was clearly his wife.