"Father!"
Shen Rulin exclaimed and subconsciously reached out to hug his father, but then he felt something sticky to the touch on his hand.
He retracted his hand. Halfway through, he smelled the strong smell of blood.
The smell made Shen Rulin's mind go blank. As his breathing gradually became heavier, a red light slowly crept into his eyes in the darkness…
…
At Sword Grave, on the stone platform in the pool.
Lin Ran slashed out a hundred sword energies to repair the cage. He couldn't remember how many times he had done it.
At first, Lin Ran thought that the violent sword intent was triggered by Huo Qiyun or Xiao Huai, but he quickly knew that it was not the case.
First of all, the trajectories of these sword intents were completely irregular, like fallen leaves in a violent wind.